The Rejection Pact

The Delicious Consequences of Dumb Ass Actions

*Ethan's POV*

I should be nervous walking up the stairs.

Honestly, I should be crapping my pants, but I'm not.

I don't think Stardust would let me be nervous because this isn't just what I want.

He wants it too.

But, I'm going to do it right.

Her and I had a deal.

I wear the tie, she wears the tie where ever I want her to wear it.

So the first thing I did when I got to my room, before I even walked toward the bathroom, was go straight to my closet.

I threw on my black button up, and this fucking yellow tie, loosely this time, because last time it was choking the shit out of me.

I still don't know how I managed to do everything I did last weekend with a tie on.

At least I looked classy while doing it.

I took a deep breath, and stomped my way right in to the bathroom.

She was just sitting in my bathtub with her knees up to her chest.

"Don't yell at me." She shook her head.

"Did me telling you that if something happens to you, I'm done for just not click for you." I crossed my arms and leaned against my door frame.

"I get it Ethan." She nodded.

"No Frazier. You don't. Because even though yes, I understand why you did it, you shouldn't have fucking done it. You aren't healed yet."

"Ethan my brains not going to go back to normal right away." She rolled her eyes.

"You roll them again you're going to regret it first of all." I nodded. "Second. I'm fully aware, and you just slowed down your healing process. So, you're going to get out of the tub. And I'm going to heal you myself since you won't do it on your own."

"Excuse me?" She raised her eyebrows.

I cleared my throat, pulled my tie, and looked down at this. "What is this?" I gave her a look.

"It's a fucking tie. You put it on, but you don't know what it is?" She scrunched her face.

"Oh no." I walked over to the edge of my tub and sat down in front of her on the floor. "I know what a tie is. And I do recall a deal being made when you puppy dogged me in to going to the dance."

"I did not-"

"Frazier, you puppy dogged the fuck out of me, and thanks to Tony that's never going to happen again because I know it happened now. And you, told me that if I wore a tie, that you would wear the tie, where ever I wanted you to. Do you remember that?"

She pursed her lips. "I think I may have amnesia."
"You said it." I nodded. "It's been racking my brain for 3 weeks now. But, as you can see, I put on the tie."

She cleared her throat. "I see that."

"Mhm. So, you're either going to stop doing stupid shit that can get you killed, and promise me you're going to stop doing it. Or, I'm going to physically remove you from this bath tub, heal you myself, and show you what's going to happen every time you do something stupid." I reached in and grabbed the back of her neck.

I pulled her closer to me so our noses were pretty much touching. "And I'm not going to be gentle about it." I shook my head. "One of two things are going to happen. Either, I'm going to make it so you never want to get out of bed with me again. Or I'm going to make it so you can't walk straight enough to do and do stupid shit. So, 2 options. Either stop doing stupid shit on your own, or I make you. Either way, you're done."