( HOOKER )

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Y/N LAID HER HEAD AGAINST, the brunettes chest, her gaze softening as she looked up at him, only to see that he was already watching her. He didn't dare look away either, he wanted to let it be known that he actually felt something for her as if the fact that they'd just had sex wasn't enough to show that. It really made her heart ache in the best way ever. She thought he felt so warm, and the way he held her really made her feel other things she didn't realize she could ever feel again.

"You know... I was actually second guessing this whole thing..." she mumbled over to the man that raised an eyebrow at her in confusion. For some odd reason, her words hurt him, and she didn't even get the chance to elaborate on what she even meant by that.

He didn't speak a word for a few seconds, signaling that he wanted her to go into the depths of what it was she was talking about. She didn't get the hint at all though, she only turned her head back towards the large TV that sat infront of both her and the prostitute. Now that made him even more upset, and he thought he was going crazy inside of his own head for just a second. He didn't know how to feel about this, he was usually calm.

After a few minutes of nothing but the TV blasting in the background, Sawyer felt his heart tightening more and more and he couldn't help but break the silence between them. He truly wanted to know what she meant, and he wanted to know then, "Wait, what did you mean by that??"

Glancing up for a moment, the woman then gave him a deep sigh as she turned her attention back onto the TV, wondering how she was about to piece together her words. "It's just... When I heard a little about your past, and you were so.. comfortable talking about it as if it were nothing, that kind of.. bugged me. I don't know what it was. You just... weren't making much of a big deal out of it.... I was even becoming a little judgy in my mind, but then I realized what you do for a living, and the fact that I was out on a date with you."

"Oh... So what you're saying is you expected me to cry when I told you about the stuff I've been through?" Sawyer hummed with his eyebrows growing inward in confusion. He didn't understand where she was coming from and she could tell, so that made her a tiny bit frustrated.

Shaking her head from side to side, Yang/N adjusted herself against the long haired man and gave him a little frown that caused the ends of his lips to quirk up, "No, I'm not saying that... I was just a little worried. I wanted atleast a small reaction, but you didn't really give that. It made me wonder if there were still some loose screws in your head..."

"Everybody has loose screws in their head." He then responded, his voice raspy and his eyes cold while he stared her down, making her grow a little nervous just from the look he had on her. She didn't know someone could make her feel so embarrassed by just doing nothing.

The H/C haired female blinked to herself for a moment, and it wasn't long until she was clearing her throat, resting her head down once again in embarrassment. This caused the smirk to grow against Sawyers lips, but she obviously couldn't see that, "Well, maybe you're right, I don't know..."

Raising a few fingers up to the back of her head, Sawyer began gently rubbing at her scalp, resulting in butterflies to flutter through her stomach. He gave her another hum that vibrated out of his chest, and she couldn't help but feel herself heat up at the feeling of that while he gave a low, "I'm right. I just know how to deal with mine."

"That's.. good for you... I'm sorry if I worded it so badly, I was just trying to make a point..." her voice got lower and lower with each word she told the beautiful brunette, but all he did was give her a shrug, completely understanding where she came from since he also had his moments where he wanted to be seen as right, even at times when he wasn't.

Sawyer tuned into the random show infront of him before he averted his shining eyes down to the girls face, his hand that was once wrapped around her waist trailing down against her sides and her back, "Mmh, but you're sleeping over, right?"

A little shocked by the question she was hearing, Y/N heard a little giggle leave her throat, and yet again, she was stunned by it. She really didn't think that was like her, but then again she was really sweet to a sex worker she didn't even know. At this point, she wasn't sure if she knew herself anymore, but what she did know was that she would've loved to spend some more time with the man, "I mean, would you like me to...?"

"I don't mind if you don't." Was the instant reply that came from Sawyer, causing her heart to beat even harder since she still wasn't sure how to process the fact that she was with such a handsome man.

"Oh, great then..." her voice was still at a low murmur as she said that, but that didn't stop her from cuddling closer to the man of course. He loved how different she was towards him. It made him happy, and it made him smile. He didn't even know he could do that at one point in his life, but now look at him.

He silently admired the E/C eyed girl, and it wasn't too late until he was softly grabbing at every part of her body, an almost innocent gaze showing through his eyes, "Do you also mind getting fucked early in the morning?"

Y/N didn't mind that at all though, she absolutely loved the way he touched her, and all of a sudden it was looking like physical touch could've been something she was way more into than ever, "No, why? Already making plans to-"

"Of course I'm already making plans to obliterate that pussy again." Sawyer joked, his grin growing wider while his eyes narrowed. It was obvious he was holding back laughter, and Y/N loved that so much. She couldn't help it anymore. She had to do something about the way she was feeling. Having a thing for someone you're right there with wasn't something she knew existed.

"Wow, Sawyer. What an interesting choice of words." And without saying much more, the woman perked her lips out and tilted her head, planting a soft kiss that made the man's smile falter in shock and euphoria before she pulled back.

His eyebrows raised, and he simply stared at her, watching the way she just looked back at him with the same soft expression over her features. He'd always loved girls like her, and now that he had her, he knew he was going to cherish her for however long he could keep her before she attempted to run away from him. After doing nothing but staring in silence, he pushed his face closer to hers and gave her longer, more passion kiss. Then it was his turn to pull back with a sly, "Get used to it, pretty girl."