Nice eyes with a kind face and a strong chest

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"I wish I could keep you all to myself, Sunny. So you don't see how bad the friend group has gotten. So I could just hold you, forever." He says.

I nuzzle into him in a way that says, "I would let you hold me forever."

He laughs. "You're like a dog, Sunny. It's so cute. Imagine if you had a tail or dog ears or something..."

He looks down a bit as I blush.

"I did that once. Dressed up, well, like a cat, for this guy online. It was, well, whatever. You'd look adorable, though." He says softly.

I can sense from the tone of his gentle but resentful voice that he was probably pressured into dressing up for that guy. Like how I was pressured by Nik.

I type on the app. "I'm here for you" it tells him.

"I know you are. Now you are, at least. Don't ever leave me, ever again." He says.

I nod. 

He says it in the cutest voice, so innocent, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't know what lay behind his teal eyes, and what lays behind terrifies me to no end. He wants to keep me, and he means it. 

But his eyes are nice, and he looks beautiful, and I know he'll kiss me gently when I cry, and hold me in his strong arms, so I'll excuse it. 

I kiss him again, tickling his forehead with my chapped lips, and he giggles, and it's beautiful, and I feel happy. 

We fall backwards on my bed, laughing, giving the other gentle kisses, and then he winds up on top of me, and I am not completely sure what's happening, but he is pinning me down, kissing me deeper, and I get a flashback of Nik.

The smell of alcohol on his breath. The taste of his tongue. The feel of his hard dick against mine, only underwear separating us.

The feeling of panic. 

Death.

I want out.

I squirm under Basil, and just like that, so unlike Nik, he lets me go, and I'm in his arms again, and he is whispering "you're okay, you're safe. I love you. I'm not going to hurt you."

Why is he so perfect?

(361 words)

(Title from Queerball by Mccafferty)

A/n- this is cute. I love that feeling when you're so traumatized and then you realize your partner actually loves you, not your body.

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