𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 || 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

s.c. ~ patience

Tulsa, Oklahoma. Y/n's house.
Tuesday, 1965
03:04 p.m.

•••

"Soda, we can't do it right now."

"Why not?" He asked, again. "For the 145th racoon, baboon, cocoon, coke can times, I am fucking bleeding from the part men come out from and where they want to get back in." I said.

"But... But I can't take it anymore." He whimpered. "No, you're gonna wait until I am not on my period anymore. I'm not sucking or jacking you off." I said.

"Believe me, you're not the only one who can't take it anymore."

He looks at me confused. "So you're horny too?" He said. "What? No, not that way. I can't take these cramps anymore!" I said, holding my stomach.

"Oh stop being a baby. It's not like you're having a heart attack." He scoffed. I look at him, dead in the eye.

"You're not getting any sex even after my period until I accept your apology." I said.

"What?!" He exclaimed. I stood up, about to leave until he stopped me.

"Wait, wait baby. I'm sorry. I'm sure it hurts like hell, more than hell, more than a heart attack. I'm sorry, I'll do anything to make you feel better." He said, all quickly.

"Not convinced. Besides, you're just needy. All you want is sex, huh? Give me a break!" I said, and left.

•••

"Oh please, stop acting so surprised! Men has been like that ever since!" Said my roomate, Jen.

"Ugh it's just-- it's surprising when it comes from him. He's not a sexaholic. When we do have sex, it's always special and shit, you know? I don't know what's got to him today." I said.

We then heard a knock on the door. Jen stood up fromt he couch to answer it.

It was Sodapop.

"Oh, hi." I said. "Hey. Can I talk to you alone for a sec?" He said.

Jen looks at me, slightly annoyed. I nodded and let Soda come in and she left to her bedroom.

"I uhh..." He spat. "I got a heating pad and some painkillers." He puts them on the table.

"And some chocolate cake Darry made. And your favorite candy."

"I'm really sorry again. I'm not in the mood anymore. Don't feel it anywhere and can't think to have it. I swear." He said.

"I'm gonna go now." He said, slowly walking away. I giggle.

"Get over here. You forgot the kisses and cuddles." I said. He smiled and rushed to hug me as I lay on the couch.

He lays on top of me with his head on my chest and me, running my fingers through his hair.

"Apology accepted." I said. He looks up at me with that cute smile of his and kisses me. "Thank you. I thought you wouldn't accept my apology."

"Well, you waited for me. You cared about where I was and not only your pleasure." I said. "Besides, you're too cute not to forgive."

"And you're the best at doing it."

"Hey!" He said.

"Oh come on. If you can say things like that, so can I!" I said.

•••

I have lost inspiration for stories, I apologize.