𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞 | rodrick

ch. 3

curtains
little half smut scene

sunday came and she woke up early, her arms wrapped around rodrick in the middle of the field. she shook him awake and he moaned quietly, flipping over. she shook him again, slapping his cheek gently.

"come on rodrick." he woke up and saw her leaning over him.

she was still wearing the crop top and skirt from the night before, making it hard to focus. he blinked  slowly and sat up, cynthia standing and pulling him to his feet. his eyes traveled all over her body, admiring each curve, each scar.

"eyes up here!" she snapped, his head instantly looking up and he smiled nervously.

the sun burnt their eyes as they walked back to the houses, cynthia holding onto his arm for support. his arm wrapped around her waist and he pulled her into him. they stepped into the light, squinting as they walked on the hot sidewalk.

"alright.. bye!" rodrick let go of her as she stumbled to her house.

he groaned and walked back to her, holding onto her as she made her way over.

"why are your legs so... weak?" he asked.

"i just woke up come on.."

"so did i."

the remained silent as he opened the door for her, stepping inside of the house.

"can you get up?" he asked, looking at the stairs.

she looked down, balance already betraying her. he sighed and picked her off of her feet, her arms wrapping around his neck as he took her up. she nearly fell asleep just being in his arms but snapped herself awake as that would be embarrassing.

"goodbye, sleeping beauty." he set her down on her bed and began to walk for the window.

"bye ronald." she smiled and he sent back the middle finger.

she laughed and moved under the blankets, pulling his up to her chin and falling asleep instantly. rodrick looked back and smiled, climbing out the window and over to his. alison walked into cynthias bedroom, ready to ask where she had been but didnt.

"this isnt gonna be fun." she looked cynthia over, seeing leaves in her hair and the dark blanket on her bed.

the day continued, the 10am mark they woke up at slowly faded into 4pm. cynthia walked downstairs at last, seeing her family standing around the counter.

"goodmorning." her father glared at her and back at whatever they were doing.

she responded with the same, confusion settling in.

"whats happening?" she asked as she stepped forwards.

it wasnt as bad as they thought as all that was happening was going through sports teams for her. or just clubs.

"you wanna go back into cheerleading?" her mother asked, knowing she was already signed up.

cynthia nodded and closed her eyes, the sun hurting her head. suddenly a knock came ok the door, it was susan.

"oh hey susan!" alison smiled.

"hi alison! greg was wondering if alex could come over." alexs eyes lit up at the words and he looked at his mother.

"uhh... yeah sure." she smiled somewhat fakely.

she looked straight at cynthia and tilted her head slightly. her mother was an intimidating person the longer you knew her.

"why dont you follow?" alison asked her daughter.

they looked at susan and she nodded.

"sure, come on." she lead them outside and let then in the house.