Sweater Paws

ᴅᴜᴠᴇᴛ ғᴏʀᴛ

It's been thirty minutes since we got back to the apartment. In that space of time i've managed to secure snacks, make a duvet fort and put divergent on with tissues by my side.

Someone knocks on my door and I already know who it is. It's Brad. "Come in." The door creaks open slowly and a few seconds later I feel the sheets shifting from my left side. He climbs in beside me, his side brushing against mine as he positions himself to get comfortable. Of course he's shirtless but I'm not complaining because his skin is like a radiator against the cold exposed parts of my upper body.

I wasn't ready for what he did next. He started tickling me, under my arms, my neck and my side. I can't stop giggling it actually hurts. He carries on tickling me for a few minutes until he knows I'm a little happier than before.

It's silent for a few seconds and my smile fades because I know he'll ask what happened. I don't know if I can tell him about it. It's kind of embarrassing that I didn't see it before I actually saw it.

"So...do you wanna tell me what happened. You seemed pretty upset when we got back." He looks at me with those brown puppy dog eyes and now I want to tell him everything.

"Do you want to know about last night first or tonight?" I know he'll start laughing at me when I tell him about last night. He never asked why I came home soaked to the brim but I think he was still half drunk from the party the boys threw that night.

"Last night, from the very beginning." He replies with a curious expression.

"Alright...*sigh*...so I was at Jay's and we you know did stuff and he was nice for a while but then he just told me to leave. It was really unexpected. Usually I would stay over and go to work the next day. Cause you know it's easier for me but no he threw me out in the pouring rain without my jacket."

"Hold up. You walked through a dodgy street in the rain with no jacket. Charlie that's not okay." He gives me a really disapproving face but he's also got a little bit of anger appearing in his brown eyes. This was not the reaction I was expecting.

"Well...what did you want me to do It was like four in the morning and I had just been kicked out of Jay's apartment." He turns his head away from me when I mention Jay's name. He stares at the white sheets for a while before his eyes lock with mine.

"You could have called me." He whispers; his breathe exchanging with mine by the proximity.

"I called James and I'm still alive." I counter whilst holding his eyes in mine.

"And what happened tonight?" He furrows his eyebrows as the side of his head rests against mine.

"I- um I caught him going down on a blonde girl." I stop because his head is no longer pressed gently against mine. He's angry. Mad actually. His jaw is tight and his eyes are wide. I've never seen him this infuriated before. However there's more which I need to say for it to all connect but I'm scared his reaction will only get worse from here.

"I haven't finished...I also had to open up and serve customers by myself because Jay slept in. Just wait, this is the best part. I found out that Jay was fucking that blonde bitch that morning. So that's why he kicked me out because he had another hookup planned...that's all of it I think."

I glance up to Brad and he's breathing a little heavier and he won't look at me. "Brad-"

"fuck. What a fucking prick. Charlie I swear he won't live another fucking day after I see him." I can feel his hand tighten into a fist by my shoulder; so I place my hand on his chest to get through to him since he won't look me in the eye.