⚠︎︎TRIGGER WARNING: Emetophobia.⚠︎︎
ꨄSMUT WARNING: sub and dominance, hand job, praise kink.
(Kinda sweet smut, not rough and dirty. Last smutty chapter for a while)ꨄ
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꧁𝒀/𝒏𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽꧂
𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝟷𝟺𝚝𝚑 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝟸𝟶𝟶𝟿
𝟿:𝟹𝟶𝚊𝚖
𝙷𝚘𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝, 𝚆𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝙳𝙲, 𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚊"W... How did I get here?" I mumbled sitting up in bed, suddenly feeling the wave of nausea, and the pounding headache of a hangover.
"Morning" Spencer murmured, in his very sexy raspy morning voice.
"Did... Did we--? How did I get here?" I asked squinting, and pinching the bridge of my nose.
"You asked me to pick you up last night" Spencer explained.
"You were really drunk... and emotional"I buried my head in my hands and sighed audibly.
"Ugh I hate myself""Don't worry about it" Spencer chuckled.
"I hate being an emotional drunk" I whined.
"And I'm going to be sick" I whispered, running into the bathroom and throwing up violently into the toilet. Spencer, as he always did, scooped my hair up and rubbed my back.
"This-" I began before throwing up again.
"Happens-" I choked out.
"Way too much""What you being hungover, or throwing up in front of me?" Spencer questioned.
"Both" I chuckled before throwing up once more.
"It's ok" Spencer chuckled kissing the top of my head.
"You'd think I'd be used to this" I mumbled
"I don't remember a thing that happened last night""You seemed pretty disorientated when I got there, I think you experienced a moment of derealization, it's when you feel detached from reality" Spencer informed me.
"I know what it is" I sighed.
"What's wrong with me?" I asked rhetorically."It's could be a one off feeling, or it's just another addition to your depression"
"I thought I was getting better"
"You probably are, but alcohol changes our perception of things" Spencer pointed out.
"You think you're getting better?""mhm I feel somewhat happier, less suicidal, so yeah... Why do you not think so?"
"No I do but it's nice to hear it from you" Spencer smiled I returned it, smiling softly up at him. The cute moment was short lived and interrupted by me throwing up in the toilet once more.
"How much did you drink?"
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