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The next morning you tried to get up, but Sting's arms held you down. You tried to wiggle out of his hold, but to no avail. He would only grumble in response, and pull you closer and hold you tighter to him.

"Sting, we need to get up." You said, still trying to get out of his grip.

"No." He stated.

"Yes, Sting." You sighed, still trying to get out.

"Ever heard of quick sand, Y/n?" He asked, holding you tighter if that was even possible.

"Yes I have, now let go." You tried to pry his arms off of you, but he only let out a chuckle.

"The more you struggle, the harder it's gonna be for you to get out~"

"Knock it off! Let me go." You said, wiggling as much as you could but he only laughed, and then hovered over you.

"I need a kiss first."

"You're such a baby."

"Am not, I just like attention from the girl that I love and have loved for years." He said with a sweet smile. You blushed, but didn't try to hide it from him. He would chuckle, and then lean down, kissing you softly. But of course with Sting, one kiss will lead to another, and another, and another. You were to blame as well, because you were just as guilty. You loved kissing him as well, and loved spending little moments like this together.

You slowly pull away, and as he tried to lean in for more, you put a finger to his lips. "Maybe later, Sting. We really do need to get ready for school now."

"Alright, fine." He rolled his eyes and planted a kiss on your forehead, before rolling off of you and setting his feet on the ground. He stood up from the bed and stretched his arms. You noticed how his back looked when he did, and you had to force yourself to look away.

Once Sting had thrown on his uniform shirt, you got up from the bed and over to the dresser, getting your undergarments, and then getting your uniform. You were completely unaware of Sting watching you as you did. You would turn around with the clothes held close to your chest, and then stop in your tracks when you saw him staring at you.

"What?" You asked him. He bit his lip trying to hold back a laugh, as he looked down to the clothes you were holding and then back up to your eyes.

"Are you gonna change in here?" He crossed his arms, and wore his famous smirk on his face.

"I was planning on it, why?" You we're genuinely confused. You weren't sure what he was getting at.

"Okay." He shrugged nonchalantly, and sat back down on the bed. You raised an eyebrow at him, before finally getting what he was saying.

"You perv!" You shouted at him, and turned away to go change in the bathroom. He would jump up from the bed and grab your wrist, pulling you back in.

"Cmon now, don't be like that." He said softly. He moved his hands to your waist and held you, sitting on the bed again. He brought you closer so that you were standing in between his legs, and you were pouting, still holding your clothes. "You can get dressed in front of me you know."

"I know that I could, and you probably would want me too, but..."

"But what? Nervous?" He started rubbing your sides. You knew what he wanted.

"Yeah." You breathed out.

"You don't have to be." He assured you. "What do you think I'm gonna do? Judge you?"

"You might." You shrugged.

"You don't actually think that, do you?"

"I dunno." You shrugged again. "I'm not inside of your brain."

He would frown, and could actually feel his chest tighten. "Y/n, I would never judge you, okay? So get that out of your pretty little head now." He would lean up and kiss your cheek, and let go of your sides. "You can change in here, I'll step out for a moment."

He got up and walked out of the door, closing it behind him gently. You felt a bit bad, you could see on his face that you had upset him a bit.

You had changed in a matter of seconds, and let him back in. You could see that he still had his upset expression on his face. You sighed, and cupped his face in your hands. "I'm sorry, I'm just scared is all." You explained to him.

"Scared of what? Don't you trust me?"

"Of course I trust you, but it's more of a me thing than a you thing."

"What does that mean? Y/n, you're beautiful."

"But I don't think that." You blurted out, and installing regretted saying that.

He immediately frowned, and poked your forehead. "Stop it. Get that out of your head." You just shrugged in response. "Who the hell told you that bullshit?" Again, you just shrugged. Sting wanted to continue the conversation but it was getting late, and the both of you needed to get to school.

**

After school, Sting insisted on going back to your house, but Weisslogia had told him that he needed to come back home. Sting didn't want to leave you, so he decided it would be a good idea to invite you back to his house. Weisslogia didn't have a problem with it, and your mother didn't either, so it all worked out fine.

Weisslogia greeted you and then instantly started yelling at Sting for not answering his texts to let him know where he was. Sting just stood there and took it, as you more than welcome to walk up into Sting's room.

You had already dropped off your school supplies at home and changed out of your uniform, so you didn't have to change or leave your bag somewhere in his room. You sat on his bed, and you instantly thought it was a lot more comfortable than yours. You bounced on it a bit, and then laid down in the starfish position. You exhaled getting comfortable, but then heard his door open.

You sat up a bit to see Sting smiling at the door. "You're so cute." He said as he walked over to you, and kissed the top of your head.

"Your bed is a lot more comfortable than mine." You said, leaning into the small kiss.

"Is that so? Well, maybe you'll just have to sleep here every night than." He chuckled. You moved a bit to the side so that Sting had enough room to lay down.

"I just might." You said, cuddling up to him. He felt his heart beating a bit faster, and the held you close to him.

"You should. You know I wouldn't complain."











***College has started so that will be taking over my life. I promise I will keep updating this story, just please be patient with me. If you could, that would be very much appreciated <3

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