You are home.

apologies.

i stare at my phone. I am so glad Fez messaged me, but I feel so much guilt because that argument was all my fault, and i just cant handle feeling this way. I feel calmer from the drugs too. I roll out of my bed and look in the mirror, I don't even look that bad i guess.

I put on some leggings and leave my hoodie on, i don't want anyone seeing my wrist.

"Im coming back over."

I text him, Its 2:01 am but i need to see him, I need to apologies and tell him i truly love him, even though we got together about 3 hours ago. I miss his touch and his voice already, i brush my hair and put on some sliders and leave. I walk quietly and quickly, acknowledging Its 2 at night and i am a female, anything could happen.

Luckily nothing does happen. I knock on his door and he peers through the blinds and opens it straight away. Now we are stood face to face, his eyes look slightly red, as though he had been crying, and no doubt I look the same. Thank god it hides the fact Im clearly on something.

"Im so sorry, This argument was all on me, you didn't need to be sorry." I whisper, tearing up again.

He kisses my forehead and pulls me in for a comforting hug, rubbing my back and stroking my hair.

"I love you" He mutters under his breath.

He said it first, that makes me smile. I pull away and look at him, grinning.

"i love you too." I say with a hushed tone.

He grabs my hand and leads me to the bedroom, I spot Ashtray passed out on the couch, some really violent movie playing in the background, what a funny kid.

Fez opens the door, and closes it behind us. We stand opposite each other, no one knowing what to do next. He slides his hand round the back of my neck, locking me in closely and looks at my lips softly. He goes in for a soft, romantic kiss, he slowly moves down to my neck, still kissing as he makes his way to my neck. I love seeing the sexual, vulnerable side to Fezco that nobody else sees, that nobody else probably knows he has.

He tries to remove my hoodie, but i stop his hands and move them down the waistband of my leggings, playing it off like i want him so badly i don't care about the hoodie. I just don't want him seeing what i'm really like, my coping mechanisms.

He slides off my leggings, leaving me half naked as i didn't even think to put underwear on. He takes his shirt off leaving him in just his boxers. He kisses my neck again as I lean my head back in pleasure. He picks me up and i wrap my legs around him, he walks us over to the bed while his hands are grabbing my ass, his touch still tender. He throws me onto the bed as I laugh and crawl under the sheets, hinting I want a romantic and peaceful time, not the aggressive shit just yet, however that is on my to do list ;)

He climbs into the duvet with me and kisses my forehead, i pull his boxers down and feel how hard he is, he looks at me heavily while i touch him. He slowly takes my hand away and places it with my other hand at the top of the bed and holds them together, pinning me down. He moves down from my neck to my boobs, sucking harshly on them leaving red marks. He trails his tongue down my stomach and too my clit, sucking and circling his tongue in a clockwise motion. Both his hands on either thigh, rubbing them comfortingly. His eyes watch my face as he does this. He knows my weak spots. He moves up and licks his lips.

He gently places himself in line with me and goes in, slowly, yet passionately. I breathe out in awe of the sensations, focusing on the chain hanging above me to stop myself from moaning, ashtray is in the other room. Fez grabs my neck and kisses it, his face crumpled up in delight. He pulls one of my legs and puts it on top of his shoulder, helping him go deeper and quicker. He rubs my stomach, feeling himself inside of me, and puts pressure on it, heightening the feeling. He keeps going in rhythm. When my legs start to twitch he rubs my clit and talks to me.

"your gorgeous."

"cum for me" he mutters deeply, holding back his moans.

I finish as he rubs my clit while still thrusting into me. He pulls out after i am done and i move quickly towards him and start sucking, giving him just as good of a climax as me. He grabs my hair as i push it deep down my throat.

"fuck" he says quietly, his breathing gets heavier and he moans slightly as he finishes in my mouth, leaving no mess to clean up.

He pulls his boxers back up and romantically kisses me, not caring that i just gave him head.

"i love you" he sighs

"i love you too Fez" i huff and puff.

we are just too tired for showers, so he climbs into bed next to me and cradles me, I am still undressed from the waist down but who cares. I pass out soon after.

3rd person

Fezco loves Melody to pieces. He truly does. As he is holding her tight her hoodie sleeve rides up. Fez does not notice at first, however the redness and swelling of it catches his eye. He gently lifts her wrist up to his face and studies it. The deep cuts look painful. He holds his breath as he places her wrist back down by her side. He pulls her in closer and kisses her forehead. His eyes water up, almost as if he can feel her pain. He wants her to know she is safe.

He wants her to feel okay.