Smooth (Pick/Rome)

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Author's note: I suddenly thought of this. What if the tent scene looked different? What if Din tried something more?

"Smooth," Din grinned, touching the skin of Rome's ankle, tracing his finger further up to his knee. 

"Very smooth." He whispered into Rome's ear, pinning him on the mat. Rome trembled in fear, feeling the fingers starting to move once again. 

"Your legs are so smooth and delicate, Rome. I wonder how your ass feels. Is it as soft as the legs? Or softer?" Din beamed, enjoying Rome's discomfort. 

"Let me go, P'Din." Rome pleaded. He was struggling to get away from the powerful hold his senior used on him, but to no avail. The tears were streaming down his face, hoping P'Pick would come back soon. He didn't know where P'Pick went and why he seemed so mad. He has to come to sleep inside the tent. They were in the wilderness, after all. 

"No can do." Din grinned, leaning closer to Rome's face in an attempt to kiss him. 

"No," Rome yelled, avoiding Din's mouth, only to receive a slap for it.

"Shh. You need to be quiet, Rome. Or do you want wild animals to come here?" Din shushed him with his palm. Rome sniffled harder. He wanted P'Pick. He wanted this to end. 

"What the fuck are you doing to him!" Pick shouted, grabbing Din's collar, dragging him from Rome's body and out of the tent. 

"I am going to fucking kill you. You piece of shit!" Pick continues to yell, landing his fist right on Din's shocked face. 

"I will make sure you won't touch him again!" He added, hitting Din again and again. 

"P'Pick." Rome managed to shuffle out of the tent, stopping the older man from landing another punch at Din. 

"Rome." Pick let go of the unconscious body, running to Rome's side, pulling him into an embrace and letting him cry all the pain away. 

"I am here. You are safe." Pick whispered into Rome's ear, kissing the top of his head. 

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