Sam's POV:
I decided to wear eyeliner for a day and see how Colby would react. Since he's classed as the emo god according to our fan base, I wanted to see what he'd say. He never lies when it comes to appearances, so he'll be brutally honest if he sees someone who looks ugly. And if he sees someone who's attractive, then you know what comes next. I don't get how girls do this but it fucking hurts. You have to put it on your waterline. I think that's what it's called, but basically, the inside of your eyeball, and it feels so weird I don't know how to describe it. "And done." I say to myself as I take one last look in the mirror and see if I've done everything right. Then I pick out a relatively black outfit to make it seem more emo. I pick out a black muscle shirt, black ripped jeans, and a random chain I stole from Colby and some fully black converse. I'm done. I look good. Is this how Colby feels all the time? I'm not going to lie, I feel like a badass. This should be an outfit I wear at least once a month. Cause I look good. I head downstairs and act cool the whole time to not make it seem suspicious to Colby. I don't say anything as I walk up to the fridge and grab a bottle of water from it. "Woah. Sam? Turn around." Colby instructs as I turn slowly, almost like I wasn't expecting him to say that. "Wow. You look great!" Colby cheerfully exclaims casually, checking me out. "Is this a permanent thing now? If it is... I ain't complaining." He says while seductively laughing. "Maybe. Why? Do you like it?" I ask him as he immediately answers with a loud yes. "Then I'll do this more often. Just for you." I explain as I boop him in the nose with my finger. Suddenly, Colby pins me up the wall and wraps his right hand around my neck. It isn't a choking death grip, but it's quite firm. "You emo slut~," Colby growls in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I feel my face flush slightly as I look at his hungry eyes, then his smirking lips. "You're my emo slut, you know that Sam?" He asks me with his deep and seductive voice. "Of course I am. Daddy." I whisper the last bit, not loud but not quiet, so he could hear it. "Oh, am I now?" He growls again, sliding his left hand down my pants, gripping my hip and his right hand tracing my jawline. "I think you know that." I say to him, watching him smirk in confidence. He then kisses my jaw and my neck, his hot breath sending tingles to my whole body. "You're so needy, you know that?" I laugh at his constant attention for me as he folded and wraps himself around me, snuggling his head into my chest. "See. You can be hot and sexy sometimes, but you can also be a little baby, which I think is adorable." I explained as I ruffled his hair and kissed him on the head. "You're cute, you know that." I say to him as he makes a sound in my chest, tightening his grip around my waist. I laugh again as we move to the couch and cuddle together for the rest of the night.
