TW: ED
I just stare at the floor, trying to put together his words. There's no way he's serious...no. He thought I meant as a friend. Maybe I could leave it at that! But...no I should clarify. "No like, I LIKE like you-" I say, trying to make him understand. He turns me to face him, looking down at me, arms still around my waist. "I know"
My heart is beating a million miles a minute. His touch brings sparks to my skin, tingling where his fingertips are. I'm unsure what to do, all I know is that I can't really move. Suddenly, I feel a sensation coming on. I know I normally want this but...not now...of all times.
I push him away from me as much as I don't want to, leaving him dazed and confused. I run to the bathroom, trying to make it in time. "What-" I hear him say as he starts running after me. I lurch myself over the toilet as I begin to throw up. It's disgusting, and tastes horrible. There's nothing for me to do, it's too late. I feel his hand holding back my hair, the other rubbing my back.
As the sensation stops, I feel the tears falling down my face. "Oh, darling-" He grabs a towel, quickly wiping my face before pulling me into a tight hug. My body falls into his lap as he puts his arms around me, holding me tight. He runs his fingers through my hair, calming me down. "Are you sick?" he asks, silently waiting for the answer. How do I tell him? I pull away from him for a moment, looking down at my hands. "Oh-" he whispers, looking down at his hands also.
"I'm so so sorry Cone..." I feel my voice trembling as I speak. This was horrible. This whole situation was horrible. What am I gonna do with myself. "It's okay-" He grabs both of my hands and holds them tightly. "Lets get you some tea"
He helps me up, walking into the kitchen to start my tea. I grab my toothbrush from my bag, making sure to get the taste completely out of my mouth. Now that my breath didn't smell disgusting, I felt better. I walk into the kitchen as Conan sets down the tea. "Thank you-" I say, taking a small sip. Mmm, peppermint. "Always" he says, putting one arm around me. I lean into him, resting my head on his shoulder.
