theo let out a sigh, staring ahead blankly. the classroom was too stuffy, his teachers voice was too irritating and some girl kept annoying him.
those were all reasons why theo needed to get the fuck out of health class. nothing else. just those specific things made him walk out of class.
and the cute kid called nyx who was basically eye fucking him didn't have anything to do with it. no, not at all. that's why both of them are in the bathroom getting suspiciously close.
"what's got you so flustered?" nyx cooed, gently holding theos jaw with one hand and the other hanging limply against their side.
theo could feel his face heat up at the words. he gulped and opened his mouth to respond, but nothing came out.
he felt as if he were a rag doll, only standing at nyx's will. a mere puppet to be yanked around without a complaint.
and he liked it.
nyx's grip on theos jaw tightened, but only slightly, just to bring him back to his senses.
eyes of daggers hidden behind dark hair pierced theo harshly, but who was he to complain?
"spit it out," nyx spat. "or do i have to force it out of you?"
who know such a sweet voice to carry so much venom? so comforting but so intimidating. theo felt scared, he felt at peace, he felt confident.
"nothing, nothing." theo giggled, voice uneven and face red. nyx's hand moved from theos face to his hair, grabbing and yanking and hard as they could, forcing his head back against the wall.
theos head was spinning, his vision was blurry and he barely had enough time to register the hand that snuck its way into nyx's hoodie pocket.
theo strained his eyes to watch as nyx pulled a knife from their pocket. his breath caught in his throat, and he tried to force down the strange feeling in his stomach, but was unsuccessful.
the knife's handle was textured with light gray. the blade was black, and as light reflected off of it, theo noticed something that made his heart drop.
it had ridges. six of them. the blade had six fucking ridges on the knife and it was being raised to theo's throat. while the process was quite fast, it felt as if time slowed.
theo could feel the cold, textured blade against his skin. this was the first time he felt so vulnerable. he could die. nyx had control over his life and god did it feel good.
theo felt so small, so helpless and he loved it. the hand that was holding theo's head in place moved from his jaw to his waist.
theo relaxed into the feeling, his once tense body let go of all the stress it held. however, it was deemed useless and nyx pressed the knife further into theos throat.
"dont get too relaxed, princess," nyx started. "i'm not done, yet" their lidded eyes told theo everything that nyx wanted, and he was willing to give.
without breaking eye contact, nyx softened their grip on the knife, and trailed it down to theo's collar bone before pausing.
"is this okay? can i cut you?" they asked, to which theo nodded.
"words, darling, i need words."
"please cut me."
nyx didn't hesitate before dragging the blade along theos skin, slow and agonizing.
theo sucked in a breath and chewed on his lip. beads of blood appeared quickly beneath the knife and began to drip down onto theos shirt, staining it crimson. but he could worry about that later.
