veritas x reader - modern au

part three

its finally heree
im done with this bs
fthe reason why did it disappear is still unknown to me however if sb reported me - you're mean.

anyway theres spice so be awared.

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its been a few weeks since you were caught with your roommate Veritas by your other roommate doing... inappropriate things. at that time ypu jumped put of that tub and ran away to your room faster than a lightening. since then you've been avoiding both of them like a plague. especially Veritas.

You've made special arrangements just to avoid coliding with his schedule. going out the apartment early and coming back really really late.

it was working for a while, but deep down you knew it was bound to fall apart at some point. and yet you decided to live in a delusion till the end.

your days were spent in an art studio that you shared with your fellow artist. you very very obviously out of shape, but they beat it down to you not taking the latest criticism well. that worked with you. you could be open about feeling like shit without having to spill why.

one day your colleagues, who were also your dear friends, took it upon themselves to try and make you forget about the shameful past doings. they invited you out to a bar. as it was still quite early, which meant going back home could result in unwanted meeting, you were very pleased to join in to the fun instead of spending extra few hours sulking over clean canvas.

hours passed and, surprisingly, you had a great time. you forgot about everything and just enjoyed yourself. even thinking about Veritas, you felt warm rather than embarrassed. unfortunately, as it was already quite late, the party has decided to call it a day.

after walking in to the apartment you immediately went for the bathroom. not to puke, not this time at least. no, you decided that you'd die if you did not take a bath right this second. and so you went with the drunk voice in your head. you opened the door (despite the light already being turned on) and after locking yourself in, definietly all by yourself, begun taking off your clothes (see where im going with this?). you were about to take off your panties, which were the only piece of clothing that you had left on, when you heard a low grunt. a grunt that you recognised.

within a literal second, your drunk head took a whole 180° and sobered you up almost completely. your body filled with goosebumps of dread as you finally, finally acknowledged your surrounding. you dared not to look at him. the room already felt like sauna itself, and your own feeling, embarrassment, shame, fear and a little bit of excitement, made you weak in the knees.

"didnt expect you to jump right back into business after weeks of avoiding me"

Veritas' tone of voice was as mockingly as always

"or did you wait for our dear roommate to be out of the picture this time?"

your face didn't just turned red. more like it sucked tomato's color dry and smeared it all over. you quite literally hanged your whole body on the door, trying to open it. and yet, which was a great surprise, the door would not budge. behind you the sound of water dripping was heard which then changed to wet footsteps getting nearer and nearer. in despair, you were ready to rio the door apart and shut out of the apartment to sleep on the street if you had to. the door however stayed still like a monk, unwilling to ease your hard life.

the footsteps stopped. you'd rather die than turn around. then, you felt his naked wet body towering over you, basically squishing you against the door. and also squishing something into you. something that made your weak knees even weaker, so much so you'd fall if not for how close he was.