a beautiful lie (continued/ original by winternightz)

Im Trying, But Hes Hot

I sit next to him. My whole body shakes, Im terrified. I don't know what mood he's in. What if he beats me again.

"Taylor, I just want to get along." I continue staring at the floor
"Im trying so hard. I haven't laid a hand on you"
Is he being for real? How hard is it to keep his hands to himself? What the fuck.
"I missed you. A lot. And I want to spend time with you." He puts his hand on my chin and gently moves my head up to meet his eyes.
"Well try harder." His jaw drops, and his eyes go glossy
"Ive been terrified since I got here." His eyes well with tears, I can see he's hurt.

He doesn't say anything, instead he pulls me into a soft warm hug. He rests his head in the crook of my neck and I feel his warm breath on my chest. I cradle his head and kiss his forehead, I feel something wet drip onto my neck. Then I hear a sniffle, he's... crying? I hold him closer, his scent fogs my brain and I feel somewhat safe.

I feel my eyelids become heavy and my breath starts to slow. I rest my head on the top of Toms and let myself drift off.

The sun shines through the curtains and hits a golden light on my face, I open my eyes and find myself tucked up in bed, I stretch my legs and arms and sit up to find Tom sitting opposite me.
"Good morning, love" He looks at me, with soft eyes and a sweet smile. He looks as if he'd only just woken up as well.
"Stay here, you can get back in bed if you want" He stands up and walks towards the door.
I flop back landing my head on the many pillows and let myself sink back into the bed.

Half an hour later the door opens again, a fresh sweet smell fills the room. I turn to the door and see Tom with a tray of fresh pancakes and syrup. I cant help but smile at him.
"Here, I made us food" He sets the tray down and climbs in bed next to me
"Thanks, Tom." I don't hold back. Tom hadn't even blinked and Im already shoving pancakes in my mouth. He snickers under his breath and eats at a much slower pace then me.

I finish my last pancake and watch as Tom eats his last one. I rest my head on his shoulder and play with one of his braids in my fingers. His chest rises and falls at a calm, steady pace, I match his breathing.

"Did you like them?" He asks, his voice is soft and a bit quieter then usual
"Yeah I did, I didn't know you could cook"
"Im a man of many skills" He sounds proud of himself and I cant help but laugh at him, he laughs as well and wraps his muscular arms around me. He plants small kisses on my forehead and strokes my hair.

He tries to get out of bed but I use all my power to hold him still, I kiss him and try to keep him to myself.
"Honey, the dishes wont wash themselves"
"Just one more minute" I give him puppy eyes, he rolls his eyes and gives in. I climb into his lap and wrap myself around him. He rests his arms around my waist and puts his face in front of mine. No words are spoken for a while. Tom seems to be in a trance, he admires my features and rubs my lower back.

I feel a lot safer, but i'm not sure how long Tom will be kind.
"Okay, we really have to get ready now, sorry love" He peels me off of him and picks up the empty tray
"We going shopping?" I ask filled with excitement
"Yes, now go get some clothes on, doesn't matter if they're mine for now, well buy you some new ones"  And with that he leaves again.
I clamber over to the wardrobe and flick the lights on, I have to cover my eyes for a bit, God its blinding.
I find Toms smallest clothes and put them on before brushing my hair. I look at myself in the mirror and sigh, I do miss being girly.

I walk to the bathroom and brush my teeth with a new toothbrush, thank fuck I don't have to share with Tom. While Im brushing I dance around in a circle, things seem to be looking up for me. I continue spinning, but I lock eyes with Bill who's stood at the door with his hand on his mouth as if to stifle a laugh. My cheeks flush red and I give him an embarrassed smile

"Glad to see your feeling better, Tay"
I nod at him, still brushing my teeth, his eyes light up and I know he's truly happy that i'm not sad anymore. He picks his toothbrush up and starts dancing around in a circle like I had been doing. For a minute I stand there, shocked, but soon enough I join him and hum a made up song.
We giggle and lock eyes for a bit. He has beautiful, kind chestnut eyes I find myself stuck staring at him. I know I probably shouldn't, but I do find him quite attractive. I mentally slap myself and look back to the mirror to re direct my thoughts.

I spit and put the toothbrush away.
"See you downstairs, Bill!"  I rush out the room as fast as I can and hurry downstairs
"Hey Taylor!" Georg startles me and I stumble a bit
"Oh, hi Georg!" I give him a quick side hug and head towards the kitchen where Gustav and Tom are sat talking

"There you are my love!" Tom pushes his seat back and pats his knee, I sit down on him and lean my elbows on the counter
"You feelin' ok today Taylor?" Gustav asks, he definitely cannot remember what happened last night
"Yeah Im good, but the real question is are you?" I giggle a bit and he looks at Tom then me with a confused look
"Uhhhh, yeah?" Tom shakes his head and chuckles a bit.
"Im guessing you have no clue what happened last night" Tom says with his eyebrows raised
Gustav doesn't reply. I cant help but laugh at both of them.

"Alright, lets get goin then boys" Bill says while making his way down the stairs
"Oh and girl!" He adds, I nod and get up while taking Toms hand.