Projection (Male reader x Female OC)

032

We both woke up at the same time, the time on the clock shows it is three hours after school started. The strangest part for me is that it felt even harder to fall asleep because I didn't want this depressed little mess to ever fall asleep with nobody there.

She finally breaks the silence with a long sigh. "Ahhh, I'm fucked."

"What's up?"

She turns over, resting on her back as she smiles at me while gesturing to my phone. "Well... Dad just messaged me asking me where I am so you know that there's a good chance that he is at work right now, furious, and wants to call me but can't till break."

"How long do we have?" I chuckle.

"Two or so hours." She snorts. "Can't wait to hear what he has to say about the matter, and this," she lifts her head to show off the mark I left on her neck. "I want you to explain that one to him."

"Why me?"

"We were best friends, and I was a dude."

"Homie sexual?" I suggest.

She snorts. "Fuck you for saying that to me," she rolls her eyes as she climbs out of bed. "But that is a good one," she admits.

Grabbing her fingers, she freezes and squeezes my hand in response. "Rin."

"Knew you wouldn't let me wake up and enjoy my morning without talking about me talking to you in your sleep like a creep," she looks at me over her shoulder with a sad smile, "pathetic, right?"

I tug her closer, she sighs loudly as she sits down with one leg under the other one. "Don't act like that."

"I don't want to talk about it, know that right?" She holds her weak smile.

"What is that saying?" She lifts her shoulders into a shrug. "I've got pretty strong shoulders so if you need someone to shoulder the weight for a bit, I am right here and my shoulders have been pretty strong ever since the Gym."

She chuckles, and she exhales sharply. "Well, they also said that picking up the pieces of a broken heart will cut you."

"As long as it is a goth girl cutting me that wants to crush my skull, I think I can get around it."

She snorts, "Stop it, cracking jokes that could be true isn't helping anyone in this situation... but it sure as hell is making me get away with trying to get away from the topic of discussion so go right ahead."

"Talk about it in our own way," I counter.

She nods slowly. "By ignoring it?"

"Rin-"

"I am not fine." She admits. "I haven't been fine for a while and you are the only person that makes me feel like I can be myself while being a woman. I settled into it, I am not nearly as depressed as I was but it still hurts thinking about everything."

"Old faces don't look at me the same way, new faces won't ever see me as who I was," rubbing the back of her neck, "I mean I did kind of shift my personality a bit but you are the only one treating me like you did."

"I didn't fuck you back then."

She nods, "Well, yes but the borderline bdsm and domination thing you have going is still doing that for me." She laughs at me as I rub my eyes out, chuckling as she continues, "That's it. That is all there is to it."

"I am here," I lift my gaze, locking eyes.

"It won't stop me from feeling alone sometimes, I need you to promise me that you won't take it the wrong way." She says with a stern tone. "I'll find a way to help myself and the only thing you need to do to help me... is just..."

"Being me?"

"Maybe not that," she twists her lips to the side.

"Fuck you."

She leans over to steal a kiss. "Nothing like depressed sex to make you feel something, right?" She winks at me, "So let's just wake up, take a shower, eat something, and wait for my dad to tell me that I can't fuck a dude."

"Exact words?"

She nods. "Keep in mind, I will be telling him that we are fucking so that I can enjoy seeing you worm yourself out of that talk."

"No-"

"Already decided on it~"

"Rin, that's fucked."

"Exactly," she hops out of bed, she grabs my wrist tugging me with her. "Come in, it won't be nearly as bad as you think. He might even think that the only person worth getting me pregnant with, is the guy he thought he could trust not to fuck his son-turned-daughter."

I feel a sudden terror looming over my shoulders. "Oh no..."

"Yep."

"Oh fuck..."

"And the little love marks you left on me are going to be there for a bit. Let's just hope by tomorrow it looks more like a rash otherwise people are going to talk about how you skipped school to have your way with an insecure girl."

"You-"

"Little menace?" She cocks her head with a cute smile.

"-are joking, right?"

"Pffft." She doesn't answer me as she quickly goes through her bag to pick out her clothes. "I am going to take a shower, you can join me and maybe you get lucky with the least horny girlfriend you've ever had."

"Only."

"Yep, so I am both sides of the spectrum," she shoots me a wink. "Or... if you really loved me you'd fix us some breakfast while I take a shower to clear my head before the day starts and I say something I shouldn't."

I walk up to her, wrapping my arms around her shoulders.

"Be serious with me for a moment," I whisper to her. "You are okay, right?"

"I am," she whispers back. "I've made it clear, didn't I? That being around you is enough, and it is doing more for me than the medication ever will. So just... make sure that you are there when I really really need you."

"Got to talk to me then, okay?"

"I can't promise that," she breathes out. "Sometimes the only thing I want to be is alone, even when I know I shouldn't be alone. I won't be able to get myself to come to you-"

"Then I'll have to come to find you."

"Wouldn't be hard, right? You know more about me than my own dad."