Twisted love (Obsessive boyfriend x reader 2!!)

Spite

"Get up I'm not done yet"

You looked up at him with anger and he smirked.
He tapped your cheek gently but then gripped your mouth.

"Get up"

You got up spitefully and as soon as you were on your feet, Mire grabbed your face and slammed you into the wall again.
You moaned in pain and began to slide down the wall but he held you up.
"Be quiet"

Another bell had rung since you were both in the closet. Chattering and walking could be heard outside the door.
You wondered if anyone could hear you if you yelled for help but Mire most likely wouldn't let the happen. After the noise had settled down Mire kept eye contact with you and you looked away.

You hated that you liked this.
From the beginning, the thought of someone attractive being insanely obsessed with you was all you wanted.

And now you had it and you were scared.
But you were enjoying it.
Would you be enjoying it if it was anyone but Mire?
Your mind was telling you one thing but your body was saying another.

You looked back at Mire and his eyes hadn't left off of you.
He was still covering your mouth and he was contemplating what to do with you next.
Slowly you removed his hand from your mouth and he didn't stop you.

"Let's just go home.. please? I didn't mean to upset you.." you asked innocently and he didn't reply.

He just stared at you thinking and you began to feel awkward.
You let out a short cough and his eyes jumped a bit.

"This is why I didn't want you to come!!" He yelled and you gritted your teeth.
"Stop fucking yelling!" you yelled at him and he slammed his hand on the wall.
"How can I not be angry right now?! I was just concerned about your health!?"
"Concerned?! Were you concerned when you had me pinned against the wall with your hands around my neck?!" you began to tear up as you touched your throat.

Yes you were fucking sensitive!
He just strangled you for saying don't touch you.

Mire realized his error again.
"I-I'm sorry.." he started as he tried to comfort you with the back of his hand.
You smacked his hand away.
"Don't touch me!!" you yelled and he went silent again.

You wiped your hot, angry tears.
As if you would stick around to be treated in such a way!!
How could Mire be the only person to treat you the best and yet the worse?!

He got on his knees.

"I'm so sorry.. I'm so so sorry.." he began to beg and your eyes widened.
"Mire get up!"
"No please.." he began to cry, "I'm so sorry.."

You bent down to his level and hugged him as he cried into your uniform.
It was just another one of Mire manipulative tactics.
Although, crying was new.. you had to give it to him, he was selling the acting.

You lifted his head and wiped his wet eyes. He looked at you so.. purely. Would anyone else ever truly love you such as Mire?

Maybe.. he wasn't being manipulative.

Maybe he really was just sorry for how he acted.

"God Mire.." you let out with a laugh as you slide against the wall, "So much for coming to visit you.."
"I'm grateful you did!" he suddenly let out loudly and you just looked at him.
"I'm sorry Mire.."
"Don't be!! I am!! Truly darling.." he touched your neck to look for bruises and you just stared at him.

He was so handsome.
Jet black hair with pale skin.. his hair had grown so long since you last saw him.
Him crying wasn't such a bad look either..

You giggled at the thought and his eyes shot up at you. Suddenly the room felt tense as you stared each other in the eyes. If this wasn't love.. what was it?
It's not like either of you knew real love.

You made your own love.
Whether people thought it was toxic.. draining.. or what fucking ever.
It was both of your love.

It wasn't for anyone else to judge.

Mires lips were suddenly crashed against yours. He slowly went from aggressive to gentle. Your hands pulled his torso closer and he did the same as his hands latched onto the back of your hair.
You both rolled on the ground and smiled.

He rubbed his hand on your thigh and you felt one of his tears land on your cheek.
You opened your eyes and he had a smile as he looked down at you.

Seeing Mire cry.. reminded you he was human too. He had feelings.. he made bad choices.
But he can cry and love like everyone else.
How much had he cried when he stabbed you?
How much had Mire cried before he met you?
Did he cry when he was outcasted from his family as a child?
So much you wanted to know and you had every right to ask.

He kissed your neck and began to apologize.
Over and over he began to apologize.

"I'm sorry.. I'm sorry"

"Mire it's okay.. I forgive you okay?" you told him and he sighed.
"Why are you always having to forgive me? I'm a fool.. I'm such a fool"
"Mire hush.. you're not a fool okay? You're just lost. I'm lost too.." you smiled and he intertwined your hands.

The kisses and your movements were starting to get more intimate until you heard footsteps.
You both paused and the handle began to jiggle.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

"Oh no"