Trigger warning: smut
The alarm was starting to ring at 6:30 in the morning, heavy arms wrapped around my waist, me in nothing but my underwear. I turned around with a sleepy Simon, sleeping while breathing heavily on my neck, i was just then realizing that I had spent the night with him because my mom was on a trip for her business.
"Simon, get up." I said to the sleepy Simon.
"Whyyyyyyyyy." Simon groaned and put the pillow over his face.
"Because we're boutta be late, retard." I said to him.
"Y/n" Simon said as he uncovered his face with the pillow and looked at his watch. "It's only 6:30 AM" he said to me.
"Well I'm not the one who set the alarm, doofus." I said to him under my breath.
"Okay, fine, I'll get up. But only if you can stay the night again tonight!" He begged.
"Then I'm gonna end up getting you up early again tomorrow, unless you set the alarm for later." I said to him with a rasp in my voice.
"Shit, okay, Mrs. Kalivoda." He said to me.
"Damnnnnnn boy, we're only 17 and you already want to put a ring on my finger." I said to him in a surprised tone.
"Ya, I do." He agreed.
"Oh shit, you weren't joking about that. Well I don't remember bringing any clothes from yesterday, so what the hell am I supposed to wear??" I asked him
"You can wear some of mine." Simon offered.
"I would take that opportunity, if I could fit." I said in a low voice.
"You probably could?" Simon said in a low, tired voice.
"Well, I mean, I really have no other choice anyway. I'm not going out to school wearing the same clothes that I wore yesterday." I interjected
"Good, I bought you a sexy outfit anyway." He said to me with a smirk on his face.
"What? Why?" I said in a confused tone.
"Because I wanted to see you in a red dress." He explained
"Oh, okay." I say with a smirk on my face. I get up out of the bed noticing that I'm not wearing anything.
"Why the fuck am I not wearing anything?" I asked him with a concerned look on my face.
"Y/N. I'm pretty sure we were drunk last night. I think we fucked." He explained
I move closer to Simon and I look under the blankets. Revealing some stained come spreader out on the sheets.
"Yep, we definitely did." I said under my breath.
"That's great, we had sex not knowing anything." Simon says in a raspy tired voice (😫)
"I guess?" I say in a concerned voice.
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