Desire C.B

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Warning (?): hand kink? - idk it got weird lmao

8.7k of fluff-
Tell me how the fuck I did that

*Colby's POV*

"You can't slum in here forever Colby" Sam spoke up, informing me that he was now in my room.

"I don't know what to do man, I mean, I get she wants space.. but I'm afraid of giving her too much space, you know?"

"Have you told her we're moving?" He asked, taking a seat on the couch where Leighton last sat when we broke up.

I hated that couch.

When I shook my head no, Sam groaned my name.

"What? I'm pretty sure if I tried to text her, she'd block me. I did see on Lexi's Instagram story that they're in Minnesota"

"So you're stalking her?"

"No.. I just miss her. I keep staring at that damn figurine, wondering where the fuck I went wrong" I grumbled, my eyes landing on the figurine next to my monitor. 

Actions speak louder than DNA written at the bottom, mocking me.

"Where did you get that anyway?" Sam asked as I leaned back against my desk chair.

"Leighton got it for me"

"What does it say?"

"Actions speak louder than DNA" I muttered, feeling undeserving of the gift.

"So then prove it. I mean, give it some time. Don't just go over there tonight, but.. prove it. Clearly she gave it to you for a reason, show her you were worth the gift" Sam shrugged, my back springing up from the chair, quickly spinning around, jolting when the armrest banged into my desk.

"Is this how you've kept Kat for so long?"

"That and my dick" Sam smirked, both of us laughing as I shook my head. "No but really, our relationship isn't as complicated as yours" he shrugged and I sighed, feeling defeated.

"Is that a bad thing? That things are always messy?"

"Thought you liked the mess?" Sam smirked, having heard a few stories.

"Dude, you have no idea" I groaned, Sam chuckling. "I haven't gone this long without sex in god knows how long"

"You really like her huh?"

"No shit, I wouldn't be going through half this shit if I didn't fucking like her. Like if she said no and didn't want to date me, fine whatever. I can move the fuck on, you know? But she said not now. So when? Am I just supposed to wait? She says leave me alone, so okay, I'll leave her alone.. but then she says she loves me and that she wants to hug and kiss me and shit.. I'm so fucking confused! Does she want me to stay the fuck away from her? Or does she want me to kiss her? I feel like I can't ever fucking read the room. Like on Valentine's day, I kissed her and she shoved me away so obviously that was wrong, and I won't do that again. I want to respect her boundaries, but I'm so confused! There is so much gray space and I feel like I'm constantly fucking up"

"Have you ever thought about letting her come to you when she's ready?" Sam questioned, intently staring at me.

"I mean.. do you think she would? Or do you think I'd be forgotten about for three years?"

"Maybe it'll take her three years to be ready" Sam shrugged and I groaned again, my hands running over my hair before intertwining behind my head.

"So what, I'm just supposed to wait for three years?"