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Oneshot #20

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Trigger warnings: Implications of past abuse, small panic attack

Content warning: This chapter contains mature content that is implied sex and things that lead up to sex. If you do not feel comfortable reading this that is completely okay, just know this is for Jiara week 2023 day two: One bed trope. I love you all and you are loved, wanted and needed here and I respect whatever decision you decide to make<3.

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The video game controller in my hands becomes sweaty, focusing on not messing up. I'm about to win before I hear the door knock

"hold on guys"

I'd been on call with the boys staying at what use to be me and Kiara's shack, she moved out back with her parents after we broke up. I had insisted on letting her stay, but she told me she'd be alright dealing with her parents by herself and that she'll call if she needs anything. Only a few times has she used that promise, but it'd only be texts, confused who'd be knocking this late. I check the peep hole to see a tired brown haired girl, immediately opening the door.

"Kie"
"Jay"
"come in, you want anything?"

I take her hand as she walks inside, taking off her shoes and now wet sweatshirt. I hate that I stare, seeing her stomach as the shirt she's wearing goes up with the sweater, pulling it back down

"SIMP!"

I hear on the other line of the call, rolling my eyes as I grab her a water. She always told me we needed something else to drink in the house other then beer, "cause not all guests drink beer".

"beer, actually, please"
"right"

I put the brita back in the fridge, passing her a can of beer, deciding to open another one to drink with her. I place my headphones over my ears, letting them know I'd talk later, turning off my playstation.

"everything okay?"
"yeah, why?"

Seriously must think I don't know her

"well for one it's 12:00 in the morning, two you didn't text or call, three you showed up here unexpectedly, four you don't come here, you call or text me, should I go on?"
"I hate you"
"I know you do"

She lays her head back on the couch, sighing

"I can't sleep"
"mhm"
"it just feels to weird, sleeping at my parents"
"that's expected"
"I was going to call, but I don't know, I just, hung up before it even rung"
"and I guess I came here instead?"
"and that's okay, sometimes calls just don't do it"
"it was a different feeling this time, I just needed company, like physically, but from you. I guess it's because I'm use to coming here? Sarah's sleeping, I know that for a fact, and you just. You're there"
"I'm always here"
"I don't want to sleep there alone in that room, or really at all"
"let's get your stuff unpacked, huh?"

I look at the black suitcase, knowing she couldn't get the words out, filling it in for her

"I've only got a pair of pajamas and something to wear tomorrow"
"that's alright, will work something out"
"I probably should've packed a little more then that"

She laughs, pulling out her pillow and a extra blanket

"watcha need the extra blanket for?"

I laugh with her, looking at me with a genuine face

"are you making fun of me because I'm trying to be comfortable on this couch!"
"nah, just funny how you thought you'd be sleeping here"
"oh"
"cmon, I'll put your pillow in our room"