Trustworthy help

36. Truth or dare.

I walk into the kitchen to see corpse cook. He hears me walk up and looks over his shoulder 'What ya making?' I ask as he looks away again. 'Some stuff for the wraps.' He says. I walk up to him, placing my head against his back as I sneak my hands under his shirt. I places them on his chest, feeling him tense a little. 'Tense?' He hums lowly. 'You don't... you don't do that often.' He says. 'Would you want me too?' I ask with a grin. He lets out a breathy laughs as he keeps doing what he's doing. I stand like that till he's done, his skin soft under my touch.

We each make our own wrap before sitting down on the couch. 'I think it's unfair...' I start before taking a bite. He looks at me with his eyes raised and a questioning look. 'You're my boyfriend, but I haven't seen you without a shirt.' I state boldly. 'Well I....' he wanted to give a come back, but can't seem to. 'You haven't.' He says after. 'No.' I say in agreement. 'It's not fair.' I say before taking another bite and turning to the tv. He chuckles before giving his attention to the tv as well.

A bit we do random games, like crock paper scissor. We end up playing truth or dare. 'Dare.' Corpse says, already standing up 'Do a flip!' I say in a funny voice. He chuckles before shaking his head. 'Hang a spoon on your nose.' I say. He goes to the kitchen and comes back with one, getting it done in one try. 'How?!' I say with a laugh. He shrugs and places the spoon on the table. 'I bet You secretly do that when you're on your own.' I say. He smiles. 'Okay, truth or dare?' He asks. 'Truth.' I say, ready for his question. 'What attracts you the most about me?' He asks as he sits back. 'You you. Or physical you?' I ask. 'Both.' He says with a grin. 'But that's two!' I protest. 'Give me a bonus for doing the spoon thing so well.' He says. 'Well you you......' he smiles softly at my choice of words. 'You're really gentle.' He seems surprised by my answer and leans forward, intrigued. 'How do you mean?' He asks. 'The way you talk. How you act. Your hugs, your touch. It's all so gentle.' I say with a smile. He smiles back at me and goes back to how he was sitting before. 'And.... physical you......' my face heats up a little. 'Like.... how do you want me to do this?' I ask embarrassed. 'How else? Just tell me what you like most about my physical appearance.' He says. 'Well I wouldn't know now would I?' I ask. He raises his eyebrow. 'Mister my shirt is glued to me.' I say. He throws his head back as he laughs 'just work with me here.' He says with amusement in his voice. I move closer to him, first taking his hand in mine and inspecting it. Then I squeeze his biceps. I pat his chest a couple of times. When I move up to go on with his face I find him red as a tomato, nearly making me laugh. 'You asked.' I say. 'Mhm.... Does it look like I'm complaining?' He asks. 'You're red so somethings going on.' I say. He grabs my waist and lifts me up, putting me in his lap. 'So tell me.' He says. I place my hands on his shoulder, before moving them up into his hair and kissing him. He hums into the kiss as his hand find my hips. I break the kiss and look at him, shall I just mess with him? I move off of him and sit back where I was first. 'Your toes.' I say. He looks at me for a second before laughing 'fuck you.' He mumbles. 'Threat or a promise big guy.' I say as I fold my arms. His face is red in an instant as he looks away.

'My turn!' I move into a more comfortable position, sitting crossed legged. 'Truth or dare?' He looks up. 'Truth.' He says. 'Would you ever want kids?' He seems surprised by my question. 'I mean.... yeah, maybe, when the time comes.' He answers. 'Really? You'd want kids?' I ask again. He nods 'I'd cherish the fuck out of it.' I smile at him, believing his words in an instant. 'I bet you would.' I say with a warm smile. 'Alright, truth or dare?' He asks. 'Dare.' I say, wanting to switch it up for a second. 'Come here and kiss me the best you can.' He says. I stand up and sit back on his lap, chest pressed against him 'Are you testing me tonight?' He asks. 'Arent you the one testing me?' I ask. 'Just do your dare.' He says. I go in for the kiss, giving it my all to make it as heated as possible. I move my hands under his shirt, getting a hum back. I break the kiss 'sounds like I won.' I say as I get up like nothing happened. 'Truth or dare?' I ask. He looks back at me with a mischievous look 'truth.' He says. 'Okay, you have to answer quickly. Ready?' He nods 'what's the first to come to mind?' 'Bread sticks.' I burst out laughing. 'What?!' He chuckles like nothing happened. 'You asked, I answered.' He says. 'Break sticks.' I say while laughing.

He waits for me to calm down before asking me truth or dare. 'Dare.' I say. 'Do a handstand.' He says. 'I can't!' I say. 'You can't?' He laughs a little. 'Come on, I'll help you.' He says as he stands up. I do a handstand as he catches my legs and keeps me standing. After a bit he lets go. 'See? Easy!' He says. We sit back down and he chooses dare too. 'Seduce me.' I say. He chuckles 'what?' I fold my arms 'you heard me.' He moves a little closer 'you know I already did that.' He says. 'No you didn't.' I say back. He moves closer, hovering over me 'come on baby, you don't want to test me like that.' He whispers into my ear. 'After what you did to me I'd have you right here on this couch.' He says in his deep voice. 'Oh my goddd!' I push him away from me 'not that much!' I say as I hide my face in my hands out of embarrassment. 'You asked.' He says calmly. 'You basically said you..... That's too much.' I say as I keep hiding my face. 'Did I make you uncomfortable?' He asks as he moves closer. He moves my hands from my face, making me look up 'I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cross the line like that.' He looks genuinely sorry. 'No it's fine, just.... it's fine.' I say. He move back a little 'truth or dare.' I ask. 'Dare.' He says. 'Be disrespectful.' I say. 'Uhm.....' he thinks for a bit. 'Your.... cooking sucks?' I Ahw at his answer after he so carefully said it. 'It does?' I ask. 'No! No! God, I love your food.' I giggle at him. 'That wasn't disrespectful, but I'll let it slide.' I say. 'Thank you. Truth or dare?' 'Truth.' He looks at me like he's been waiting for me to answer that. 'Would you ever marry-' he cuts himself off. I smile and look down, knowing what words is missing. 'Would you ever want to get married?' He asks. 'Sure, marrying someone is less scary then. Having kids with someone.' I say. 'So your answer is sure?' He asks. 'Yeah, I would only marry someone I trust to stand with me through marriage. Like old school marriage, ya know. My grand parents didn't really get along either, but they lived in a way that would be best, keeping them both happy. They didn't just give up after one fight.' I say. 'Yeah, there's been a lot less of those kinds of marriages.' He says. 'Yeah.' There falls a short silence 'I'd marry you.' I mumble. 'What?' He asks as he looks at me 'to answer your first question, that is.' I say. We look at each other, both not knowing what to say as we blush. 'Okay fun game! Imma go to bed.' I say as I jump up.

I stand in front of the mirror, brushing my hair as corpse gets ready too. Im done by now. I see him walk in. He grabs the hem of his shirt and takes it off, making me turn around. 'Happy now?' He asks. I walk up, tracing the muscles. He grabs my finger. 'No touching.' He says. I pout. 'Private property.' He says as he lays down. Is he going to sleep without shirt?! I jump onto the bed and plop down besides him. 'What's this then?' I ask with a bright smile. 'Lay down and shut up.' He mumbles as he already has his eyes closed. So he is sleeping shirtless? I get up and turn the lights off. 'You sleeping like that?' I ask. 'Mhm.' I smile brightly 'Free real estate.' I say as I drop down on top of him. He sighs as he looks down at me, trying to look annoyed but ending up giggling and rubbing my back. I kiss his shoulder and then his chest. 'You're warm.' I say as I lay my face down, cheek squished against him. 'I sure hope so.' He says. I hum as I close my eyes. 'You don't have to sleep like this if you're uncomfortable.' I say. 'I usually sleep without shirt, but didn't since you stayed over.' He says. 'I wouldn't have minded.' I say. He chuckles

'yeah I know.'