𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝘼𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 ― ❤️⭕

𝘖𝘯 𝘛𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘳 𝘉𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳24 𝘖𝘯 𝘛𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘳
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Pairing ➳ arvin russell x reader

Warnings ➳ SMUT. 18+, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), fluff, angst, this is filthy.

Word count ➳ 1.8k

Summary ➳ Sex might help someone cope with their grief, but it can also be used as a way to suppress the grief or avoid thinking about the loss.
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Arvin slams the door behind him as he enters your house and goes straight towards the kitchen where you are arranging the table for the dinner for tonight.

Your mother wasn't home that night. She was visiting your aunt who had a second heart attack after his husband died in the Vietnam war. Your father himself was a troop for the army and was off serving the country.

"She's gone."

You flinch and turn around at the unexpected voice. Arvin's bloodshot eyes tell everything. Another loss, "What? Who's gone?" Your hands go to his cheeks immediately, eyes looking into his and telling him that you were there with him. To hold him.

You won't judge him for crying as the world did, you won't stop him from mourning- but mourning for whom?

"L-Lenora. She-" he sobs, feeling you wrap your arms around him as you rub his back, but he just stays still doing nothing. He seldom cried. Not at all, some would say, "Found her in the storehouse."

He pulls himself away from you, composing himself once again, "Was she-?" You hesitate.

You were close to Arvin. Close enough for him to trust you with his childhood stories, close enough for you to hold him throughout the night, close enough to kiss those soft lips during hard times, close enough to feel him filling you up so good, but not quite close enough still.

"No." He turns his back to your face, removes his cap and places it on the kitchen counter before turning back towards you, "Hung herself." He gulped, looking into your eyes.

Your eyebrows furrow as you move to place a hand on his shoulder.

You haven't been that close to Lenora but you felt bad for Arvin for having such a hollow life when he deserved the best. First, it was his dog, Jack, then his mother, and then his father, and now his sister too. Oh, how you immensely wished you could take that pain away from him.

He turns fully towards you, this time wrapping his arms around you and nuzzling his head into your shoulder.

You hug him back with all your might when you feel him shaking under your touch. For quite some time, both of you stayed like that until you parted away from him and looked deep into his brown eyes, "You want to stay the night?" You ask, softly. He just nods his head, looking out the window, away from your (e/c) eyes.

He goes to the washroom to freshen up and you had already set the bed until he made his way out. You had decided to make him as comfortable as possible. His eyes were still red as he approached you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him, "Hey." he mumbled, his voice merely showing any manifestation.