Jock and Punk (One-Shot)

Jock + Punk

     As a jock, you'd probably think I'm dumb and rude. To which you'd be half correct. I'm an idiot but I'm not rude or mean for no reason. I'm stupid but I have common sense. Enough common sense to know Punk is hiding something from me.

Punk and I have been friends ever since middle school. When we first met I was curious to know who he was since he sat alone and only spoke when the teacher called on him. When I tried to introduce myself he flat out ignored me. I kept pestering him until he gave in and finally told me his name.

We started having lunch together, talking frequently, and playing video games at my house. When we got into high school I confessed to him. At first, he completely turned me down but he eventually came around and started going out. We even gave each other nicknames, Punk and Jock, and we've been close ever since. Our relationship was smooth with no problems. Well, that was until recently.

It's never really occurred to me that I haven't been to Punk's house before. It's not that big of a deal but whenever I asked if we could go to his house he would deny my request and said, "Can we just stick to going to your house instead? I'd rather you not come over," or something along those lines. I felt like pestering him any farther might make him mad.

I couldn't say no to my boyfriend's face. His face was stoic most of the time but it was still cute. I never bugged him about it afterward. I don't think I've ever been able to say no to him. He really does have a grasp on me. I really love him. I love him enough to be concerned about his well-being at home.

I asked him if anything was wrong with going to his house and he dodged the question. I was concerned that something bad was going on at home but I never saw any bruises on him and he was happy whenever he was with me. I'd know since we've been dating for so long. Of course, I was still concerned but I didn't want to make my adorable boyfriend mad. I really do love my Punk.

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Punk would usually leave right after school ended. If we made plans to leave together the day before then we'd hang out after school at my place or on a date. If we didn't make any plans the day before then he would leave without a word and I could never catch up to him to ask him to go out. This was normal after around the fourth time of him doing this and I never questioned it.

One day, I caught him getting into a black vehicle. It was a large SUV, and it looked somewhat suspicious. I know nothing about his family life and I get more curious each day. I never really made it a big deal before because I never really considered it. He never made a big deal about it so I didn't. He didn't seem uncomfortable talking about his family because he never dodged the question.

I don't want him to be uncomfortable. I'm just curious to know more about him. Even if I desperately want to know I won't bug him about it because...

"I'm sure he'll tell me in his own time..." I didn't realize it, but I spoke under my breath.

"...Tell you what?" Punk asked, leaning on my shoulder out of seemingly nowhere.

"AH!" I jumped back.

I didn't mean to say that out loud, and my mind started racing.. Ahh, what should I do; Should I tell him the truth? I mean, I've been contemplating it for a while. I'll go for it. I just hope that I don't come across as too pushy.

"Hey... So I've never been to your house before and I was hoping I can come over this time? If it isn't a big deal, that is..." I put my hands up to show that he doesn't have to do it if he doesn't want to. I tend to tallk with my hands a lot.

"I don't know... I don't think you'd be comfortable going to my house.." He says in a low voice. I guess he's been contemplating it too.

"I won't judge! I- it's just that we've been dating for so long and I've never been to your house before so I wanted to see what your life is like. I want to know more about you." All of my words spilled out, and I immediately regretted it. I have a tendency to speak recklessly without thinking. I've been avoiding trying to make him mad or uncomfortable ever since we first met.