Its Okay to Trust //Tomboo//

//Chapter 4//

Ranboo POV

I watched as Tommy texted on his phone. His feet up on the desk as he leaned back in the chair. His skirt lifted and I could see high up his leg. He seemed calm....and happy as he texted. He was smiling and every once in a while he'd laugh a little.

"You have a nice laugh...and a beautiful smile." I said.

He blushed and then rolled his eyes, "Stop being such a flirt."

"I can't flirt with you, but others can?" I asked.

He raised a brow, "Whose flirting with me?"

"I dunno....why don't you tell me?" I asked looking at the phone.

He laughed, "Its my little brother!"

I blushed embarrassed, "Uh- what? I'm sorry! I didn't know..."

He shrugged, "I didn't expect you to know."

"I wish you would let me get to know you- all of you." I bit my lip.

He blushed and sat normally. He pulled his skirt down and stood up, "I think your hangover has passed. I'm gonna go n-"

"I'd like a massage." I smirked.

He crossed his arms, "I'll give you a massage, as long as your not wierd about it and it's not your private part."

I nodded, "I won't be, and it's not- Now c'mon, my back hurts."

I flipped over onto my stomach and he came over. He groaned, "You don't actually need a massage, your just messing with me."

I laughed, "C'mon its easy. Just sit ontop of me and rub my back."

Tommy POV

I seriously don't like Ranboo. He's such a pain. Even so- this money will do me good.

I lifted my skirt and then sat on his back. I sat with one leg on both sides of him. I put my hands on his shoulders and asked, "What do I do?"

"Seriously?- Just rub it." He said and rolled his eyes.

I gently rubbed his back and he chuckled, "Your so gentle."

I scoffed and put more force as I rubbed his shoulders. He hummed, "Mmmh...yeah like that."

His noises....we're moans, but they weren't sex moans.

I squeezed his shoulders and rubbed them, then I did the same to his back. Every once and a while he'd let out a noise. It wasn't wierd though, cause I was just massaging him. Once he was satisfied he let me know.

"That's good, thankyou." He said.

I got off him and moved to the other side of his bed. He flipped over and sat up, "Hey I never asked....what's your name?"

"Maid." I answered and moved to get off of his bed.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me back, "Why can't I know your name?"

"I prefer you didn't." I shrugged.

"Why's that?" He asked.

"Because.....I like when you call me 'Hot Maid'." I lied.

He blushed and smirked, "Oh yeah?"

"Nope." I said and pulled my arm away.

He grabbed my waist, "Seriously though- What's your name?"

I sighed, "How about I tell you on Friday?"

He raised an eyebrow, "Why?"

"I don't want you to know, is all." I smiled.