Please Don't Bite

Twenty-Eight

❌Smut in Camden's POV. I swear it's not just because I wanted to write it I swear it's important-

Bosco's POV:
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I sat in Jasmine's lap as I worked on an assignment, narrowing my eyes down at my laptop. I sighed and leaned against her chest, distracted by the feeling of her playing with my hair. She had seemed off this past week, and I really hope I wasn't the reason for it. "...Min?"

"What is it, baby?" She asked quietly. I turned to look at her, finding her leaning back with her eyes closed.

I suddenly felt small and scared. I shook my head and looked back down at my laptop screen, biting my lip. "Nothing."

It was quiet, only the sound of Alyssa's guitar filling the room. I didn't like this quiet. I took a shaky breath and closed my laptop, moving to get off of her lap before feeling her arm around my waist.

"What's wrong, Bosco?" She asked. I shook my head again, not wanting to meet her eyes. Something didn't feel right. I really didn't like it. I carried my laptop over to my own bed, repeating myself as I set it down. "I said nothing."

Jasmine stood up and followed me, placing her hands on my waist and pulling me back against her chest. My breath hitched, and I silently cursed that fact that she was stronger than me.

"Bosco. Babygirl." She turned me so I was facing her. "Please, tell me what's wrong. Please?"

Hesitantly, I looked up into her eyes. She seemed just as worried as I was feeling, and it made me feel horrible. I tried not to cry as I wrapped my arms around her torso. I felt weak, like my legs would give out at any second. "Are...we okay?" My voice came out quiet. Quieter than I wanted it to be.

Jasmine looked confused, placing her hands on my cheeks. "Of course. Why wouldn't we be okay?"

I could feel a sob starting to come up and I desperately pushed it down. "I-I just...feel like I scared you away with that stupid fit I had the other night and I regret it so much and I-I know it's probably going to happen again because I can't control it and that'll be the last straw for you and-"

I was interrupted by her finger against my lips. She pulled me closer against her chest, and I finally let myself cry against her shoulder.

"First of all, you didn't scare me away." Her voice was gentle as she spoke between the kisses she left against the top of my head. "I'm not leaving you, I'm with you through it all. Okay?"

I nodded a little, sniffling. "O-Okay..."

"And second of all." Her voice had a teasing tone to it. "I'm supposed to be the one who rambles in this relationship. Not you." She poked my side and I immediately squeaked, falling onto her and knocking her back down onto her bed.

She laughed and wrapped her legs around my waist, trapping me on top of her as she moved her arms around my neck. I huffed and struggled to get up, groaning and going limp on top of her when her hold only got stronger. "...You're lucky your tits make excellent pillows."

"You would know. You enjoy stuffing your face in them." I could hear the smirk in her voice.

"Min!-" I huffed and tried hitting her arm, but she kept me secure in place as she laughed. I blushed heavily, but wrapped my arms tighter around her. I guess all it took to make me feel better sometimes was a little assurance. And playful teasing.

I was quiet for a little bit, waiting for her giggles to quiet down before I asked another question. "Uh...Min?"

"Yes baby?" She returned to playing with my hair.