Wintercearig (A Lawlorff fanfiction)

Chapter 12

··|Sam's POV|··

If there's one thing I hate most about birthdays, it's the gifts. I hate when people put in so much effort and thought for a silly item to give to someone as worthless as I. I don't deserve it.

That's what's going on right now. Ricky literally carried me down the stairs and they're all about to give me things before we head toward the club. Everyone is seated in a circle on throw pillows, waiting for me. I take, what I assume to be, my seat.

First is the man who carried me down himself. I open the neat wrapping and it reveals a white, rectangular, box. Upon opening the box, I find a little figurine that makes my heart melt. It's a little figure of me, as if I was a pokémon. It was so cute!! I thank Ricky before moving into the next. By the last present, I have received a journal and cactus from Connor, a years supply of Arizona from Jia, a new tripod and Trevor's new single from Trev himself, a new penny board from Cacia because she thinks mind is trashy (even though it's not), and last but far from the least, a video from Kian of "the best of lawlorff". I smile and promise him that I'll watch it after the club tonight.

Speaking of, I should start to get ready. I say a general thank you and we all hug before dispersing for club preparation. When I'm upstairs, I realize how much work I need to do. My hair is a mess and my face looks dead. Deciding go deal with my outfit later, I run to the shower and quickly clean myself off. I reach out of the shower to grab my towel but frankly, all there is on the rack is a hand towel. Fuck.

Call one of the guys in here, have them bring you your clothes and see your pathetic body.

No thanks. But how will I get to my room? Thankfully, I hear someone pass the door.

I quickly yell so they stop. "Hey, can you bring me a towel out of the linen closet? I forgot mine." I say, not caring who it is at this point, I can cover myself enough. Whoever they are, they grunt an okay and so I stand, waiting for them to return. Moments later there's a knock on the door. I open it just enough to see that it's Kian. He barges in, hands me the towel, and glances down my body before he shuts the door behind him.

"Kiki? What are you doing?" I ask, slightly shaking while wrapping the towel around my hips.

"I have to get ready too, ya know?" He says before starting to undo his pants. "Can you stay and keep me company though? Not like in the shower..  Just talk to me I guess.." He says looking down at his feet.

Awh, he's so adorable. I have to. I use my arm strength to push myself up onto the counter and nod. He let's out what seems to be a sigh of relief. Then, he continues with his previous task of taking off his pants. I try my hardest not to stare at my best friend's naked body but it's quite difficult. I let my eyes dust over his chest and arms before skipping to the legs. I quickly glance to his crotch but immediately move my eyes to his collarbone. This is not the right time to get a boner.

"Why did you ever even start that?" The now-naked Kian asks.

What?

"What do you mean?" I ask him and play with the edge of my towel.

"Thee uh... This." He asks and moves to stand next to me. He gently traces my most recent cuts.

I can't believe you let him find out.

"Oh.." Well you see, when you completely abandoned me, I realized how much you must hate me to need to leave so abruptly and so I picked out every single flaw I have and destroyed the thoughts of them. "I just don't like myself very much." I mumble out.

"I don't see why.. you're flawless." He murmurs and moves his fingers up to trace my jawline and I preen into his touch. He gives me a few gentle kisses onto my jugular before latching onto my sweet spot and sucking as hard as he can. After a few moments, he pulls away slightly and smiles at his masterpiece on my neck. Silently, he enters the shower. About ten minutes later, the water shuts off and he comes out of the steam. I smile slightly and realize that I'm almost dry.