agape [Sean Cassidy×Reader]

7. Dont worry, it only seems Kinky the first time

I briefly remember Raven and Sean carrying me up to my room, Raven helping me change into a pair of sleep shorts and a tank top before I fell back to sleep.

I was woken up by a knock on my door. I was laying in my bed with my limbs sprawled out all over the bed. I don't remember falling asleep here.

Someone must've moved me while I was asleep. "y/n can I come in?" I heard Alex ask.

"Yeah" I groaned.

He opened the door revealing his tired figure. He rubbed his eyes, "Charles wants us up, fed, and ready for training by 7:30."

"Tell him to suck my dick. And I'm not getting up before 8." I say.

"Y/n get the fuck up!" I heard Raven yell from downstairs.

"I have orders to drag you out of here if you don't comply," Alex said as a joke.

"Uhhhhhhh," I groaned forcing myself out of bed.

"Thats the spirit. Let's go," Alex encourages, pulling me out of my room and down the stairs.

I stumbled into the kitchen. Everyone was standing in there. "Morning y/n," Raven said handing me a cup of coffee.

"Mornin Raven." I mutter.

I rub my eyes and stretch.

When Charles looked over at me he almost spit out his coffee, "what are you wearing?!" He asked.

"Clothes?"

"Rather revealing clothes." Charles says.

"I've worn this around you before." I say.

"Yes but that is inappropriate. You're around other people," He says pointing at my short shorts and cropped, low cut tank top.

"And?" I ask.

"There are boys around you, that's not how a lady dresses around boys."

"Get off my ass Charles I bet they didn't even notice till you brought it up." I sigh taking a long sip from my coffee.

"Yeah bro get off her ass." Sean says from the table.

"Don't tell me what to do Cassidy!" Charles said sternly.

"Don't tell her what to do!" Sean exclaimed. "She's turning 18 this year, she's not a kid. And she's right I didn't even look at what she was wearing till you brought it up."

"Whatever, go change into clothes you can move in, training starts at 7:30." Charles reminds me before walking out of the kitchen.

"You ok?" Hank asked.

"I'll be fine," I assure the kind boy.

I fucking hate Shaw, and Charles, and Angel, and everything.

I lock my door and change into a Grey sweat set. I hear another knock on my door, "it's Sean."

But I don't seem to hate him.

I unlock my door to see him standing there he had changed as well into a grey sweat set. "You ok?" He asked.

"I'm fine Sean, just Charles acting stupid. The usual."

"You still don't deserve that."

"Thanks I guess."

"You wanna go have a smoke?" He asked.

"Sure."

He smiled and took my hand leading me outside. We sat against the stone wall of the mansion and he pulled out his pack of cigarettes. Handing me one and lighting it for me while it was in my mouth. I took a drag from it, "you wanna share, don't want you to waste a cig." I propose.