$uicideBoy$ Oneshots/Imagines

Mine First (Ruby)

(There will be a switch of readers POV to Ruby's. Just an FYI, sorry not sorry if it's annoying.)

"Hey, I'm here. Do I just pull up an go inside or you wanna meet me outside?"

Slowly driving your way in to the rented condo's gated entrance, you look around to see no guard on site. So much for a gated community.

"Seriously? I told you I didn't need anything. I'll be outside in a sec." with that he hangs up the call. Geez, you just wanted to make sure he was eating an not working himself to death.

"Asshole." You say to yourself as drive forward before putting your car in park. Grabbing the food you had boughten him, you get out of your car and make your way to the front door. Lo and behold, he was already opening the door.

"Jesus fuckin' Christ do you ever fuckin listen? I said I was already coming." A bit irritated, he moves out of the way for you to come in.

"Yeah yeah, at least let me buy you dinner first before you come." Joking as you walk in to the small and crowded condo that Scrim used for his mini recording studio, you set down the food before sighing. "I bought you some gumbo. It's not the same as Granny's but— it'll do."

Snapping out of his trance he clears his throat, "I'm not hungry."

Giving him a death glare he quickly adds on.

"— but thank you."

"Can you please eat? I'm gonna be out all night so I don't know if I'll be able to stop by again to make sure that you aren't dead from starvation." Placing your hands on your hips, you fix your dress as you do so.

"You don't have to keep doing this. I said I'll be fine." Pulling out the container of food, he opens it and the delicious smell fills his nostrils. "Who you meeting up with again?"

"Darren from high school. Remember when you used to walk me to my high school then you'd go to your preppy all boys school? Yeah. Well, we were friends. We just started talking again and he asked me out." Using your phone as a mirror you check your make up.

Watching you as you do so, he goes back to staring at the way the dress hugs your body. The way the fabric moves just right when you move. How it carves your hips and the way the straps lay perfectly on your shoulders. How easy it would be to bend you over on this table and slip up the dress and let his frustrations out.

"You okay?"

"Huh?"

"You've been staring at me like you hate me." Giggling to yourself as you check your messages to check in on your date.

Ruby's POV -

'Say somethin you fuckin' idiot.'

"I don't hate you the fuck made you think that?" I watch her as she flips me off and starts heading out the door. "Wait—"

I can sense that she's rolling her eyes at me as she stops before turning back around to face me. God, what I'd fucking give to have her rolling her eyes to the back of her head.

I reach in to my pocket and pull out a rolled one.

"Tryna smoke a bit before you leave?"

A smile comes across her face and her eyes light up at the sight of the blunt.

' That's my girl.'

Well, not yet.

-

"What's been going on lately? You seem more and more cranky." Passing back the blunt, she lays her head onto my shoulder as I drag the substance.