Thoughts

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You were slowly starting to wake up but instead of feeling Brahms' chest, you felt a cold pillow. You began to slowly sit up and yawn while stretching. You didnt have any motivation to get up so you let yourself fall onto the sheets and stare at the ceiling.

It had gone 10 minutes but felt like hours. You were stuck in your thoughts and wanted to be there forever. You were thinking about everything that has happened. You wanted to leave but stay at the same time, it was taking over your mind. You had two choices, staying with a psycho man you slept with or leave and move to somewhere like Brooklyn. Ofcourse after you slept with him and got closer to him you obviously wanted to stay for more pleasure, but sex isnt everything. 

Your thoughts got interuppted by three knocks. You didnt bother opening the door, you just wanted to stay in bed for the rest of the day. "Y/N?" you heard on the other side of the door. It was obvious it was Brahms.

"Y/N? Are you in there?"

The knocks got intense every minute but you were still in bed, not moving a muscle with your eyes closed.

"Y/N. Open the door."

"Y/N!?"

"Open the door goddamit! You're making me angry!"

No response.

Brahms was now fist knocking and the knocks were louder. You were tired of the sound of knocking so you got up and unlocked the door and opened it to see a mad Brahms who was holding his fists.

"Why didnt you open the fucking door?!" Brahms shouted. This was the first time you have heard him curse and you gave him a warning by simply saying "No cussing.". You knew giving him a warning for cussing is weird and childish but you honestly just wanted him to shut the fuck up. Brahms was quiet before you apologized. "Sorry...I overslept.. It won't ever happen again, baby..". Brahms calmed down when you called him "baby" and accepted your apology. All you could think to yourself was "CRINGE!".

You opened your arms to give him a big warm hug and he accepted it. While you were going to walk to the bathroom Brahms unexpectedly slapped your ass. "Horny asshole!" is something you wanted to say but instead replied to him with a giggle. Gross. Today was going to be hell with his horny and possesive attitude. He was acting like a drunk husband! 

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You got done brushing your teeth and using the toilet. You were on your period so you were probably going to be a huge asshole to Brahms. Thank god. Now you just had to explain to Brahms what a period was and also explain the blood stain on the sheets but you could easily take it away with soap and water and a lot of scrubbing so it wouldnt be a problem. 

When you were about to leave the bathroom you noticed Brahms standing in your way so you couldnt leave. 

"Brahms, get out of the way.

.....no response.......

"Brahms?"

After 2 minutes of awkward and confusing silence, Brahms finally moved. But when you walked out the bathroom, he asked why there blood on the sheets. 

"I'm on my period. Girls get it every month for 7 days or less." you explained shortly and walked away again, not wanting to deal with his bullshit. But you didnt get anywhere near your room since Brahms took a hold of your wrist and pushed you against him roughly. You looked into his eyes and they were filled with concern, worry and a whole lot of lust. You could also feel something in his pants, why the fuck right now?!.

You shook your head and tried to get out of his grip. He started to slide your shorts/pants off but you shouted at him to let go and so he did. You ran to your room and locked it behind you so you could get some privacy. It was only 11 AM and you had to deal with this bullshit right now?! 

You stayed in your room for the rest of the day while Brahms was knocking on the door and apologizing. He explained why he was acting like this and it was because "he got too nervous and he got worried because of the blood." and that "he suddenly got the urge to see if you were actually okay from the bleeding and that was why he was sliding ur shorts/pants off. AND also because you were acting sexy" So it was all a misunderstanding. 

You were acting sexy so that you could hide the fact that you felt uncomfortable and was new to this. And you dont like new things.

And he couldve told me before.

You "accepted" his apology by screaming "I forgive you!" but you didnt come out of your room. You slid a note under your door. It stood "I'm not coming out of my room. I need some rest. Sorry! I am okay though, love you."

While Brahms thought you were resting, you were actually listening to metal and doing random things with your headphones on. 


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