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Tired Pt2

Since so many people (both here and on Tumblr) were requesting a second part, here it is! 

"Aww love come on-"

He jumped back as the door was shut in his face. He sighed, covering his face with his hands in annoyance, leaning against your bedroom door. "Open the door, love, please."

After you'd jumped away from him so quickly earlier, he knew he had to have a conversation with you. He couldn't understand what he could have possibly done to piss you off this badly.

He'd struggled to catch up with you, pull you, try to hold you back from running away from him, but he realized he'd really messed up when you webbed his hand against the wall, ran into your room, and locked the door.

He'd never seen you do anything like it.

"Love-" he sighed, pressing his forehead against your door irritably. "Just tell me what I did wrong."

"I just want to be alone for some time." You called back as you curled up in a corner of your tiny room, burying your face in your knees. "Go away."

Your quiet muffled voice sent a blaze of pain through his heart and he groaned, weakly pressing his fist against the door for a moment before doing as you said and walking away.

The moment his footsteps were out of earshot, you broke down.

But it only took a few minutes for him to come back, footsteps drawing near.

"What are you doing?" You called out with a sniffle as you glared at the shadow that'd appeared underneath your door.

"Picking the lock-" he muttered, shoving a paper clip into the little lock hole and jimmying it around. "You think you can shut me out that easy? You're wrong-" he let out a quiet grunt as he popped the lock open.

"Hobie wait-"

Too late.

He barged in, shoulder slamming into the door so hard that it nearly flew off its hinges. He looked around the room for a moment before he gaze landed on you, sitting in the corner, with tears streaming down your face.

His gaze softened.

"Aww, dove-" he said softly, kneeling down in front of you and cupping your face in his hands. "What happened? What did I do?" He asked pleadingly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "How do I fix it?"

"You didn't do anything" you sniffled, pulling your face out of his hands, wiping your eyes. "You didn't do anything."

"Ugh-" he scoffed, crouching as he glared at you. "Stop lying to me. You're mad at me and I don't know why." He said annoyedly. "You can't do this, love. You've gotta speak up."

"I don't gotta do anything." You scoffed right back, folding your arms over your chest. "I told you to leave me alone!"

"What can I say?" He shrugged, crawling over and sitting down next to you. "I'm a rule breaker. You knew that when you got with me."

Your expression faltered. "Got with you?" You repeated. "What do you mean got with you?"

"You know- got with me." He repeated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Decided to stick with me."

"What are we?"

He stared at you at the sudden question, eyes wide. "That's...kind of a broad question, innit?" He asked with a slightly nervous laugh, leaning back. "Is that why you were mad at me? Because what- I- I called you my roommate?" He stammered in shock.

You looked down at your knees, you expression souring. "Maybe."

"You know I don't like answering that question, love. I know what we are...you know what we are...do we really need a lab-"

"I don't know what we are!" You cut him off irritably, glaring up at him. "I have no idea what we are because you keep switching it up! One moment I'm your 'love', the 'best thing that's ever happened to you', the next moment I'm your 'roommate'! What am I?" You exclaimed, throwing your hands up.

"You're- you're-" he stuttered, unsure of how to respond. "You're mine. Isn't that enough?"

"And what does that even mean?" You asked, looking back away from him, shaking your head in frustration.

"It means I love you. And I'm sorry."

Your breath hitched in your throat. "You what?"

His hand went to your throat, holding in gently between his thumb and index to turn your gaze towards him. He leaned in and brushed his lips against yours, pulling back quickly with a quiet sigh. "I love you."

You stared at him for a moment before pulling him towards you and kissing him back harder. "I love you too" you murmured against his lips, eyes closed in bliss.

He smiled as you pulled away, holding you to keep his forehead pressed against yours. "So do you forgive me?"

"that wasn't forgiveness. You still haven't answered my question."

"You're mine. There's your answer." He scoffed, leaning in for another kiss. "Not enough" you pressed a finger against his lip to stop him, giving him a knowing look. "What am I?"

"Alright, alright-" he gave in, looking at you with a smile, "-you're my girl. How about that?"

You grinned, kissing his cheek gently. "Not your roommate?" You teased. "Nah. My girl." He whispered, kissing you back with his hand pulling around your waist to hold you close. "I promise."

"I love you." You smiled  

"I love you too."