Unspoken Oneshots

Unexplored Territory

Ok, this is a little heavy, with a little nudity? Idk. No frickle fracking but definitely some sauciness in here. And prepare for some angst, poor Levi bby. May be triggering, mentions of physical abuse :/ With that all said, enjoy!

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Lorcan sighed, frustrated, annoyed, and confused as hell as to why his boyfriend was acting so... weird.

It had started out earlier that morning.

They were cuddled together on the couch in the den, a blanket strewn over their shoulders, a bowl of salted popcorn between their knees, Lorcan resting his head on Levi's shoulder as they watched the movie.

Levi had leant forward, reaching for his can of soda on the table, his shirt riding up a little at the back, silver hair tied up in a loose pony tail - and suddenly he froze.

He hurriedly sank back down into the couch, pulling the blanket further around himself, crossing his arms with pursed lips, Lorcan watching him curiously.

He ignored it, though, putting it off to Levi being Levi - he was probably still pissed that he'd let Lorcan talk him into watching Brokeback Mountain for the third time that month.

Again though, at lunch, when Lorcan suggested they get off their lazy asses and go swimming, Levi actually paled, before scowling, muttering about chlorine making his hair turn green. Lorcan pouted, but let it rest, and thought nothing of it.

He even turned a blind eye to the straight forward refusal to wear the purple v neck he bought him a while back, knowing he had peculiar tastes in fashion.

Similar things had been going on for weeks now, since they had first said they loved each other, that first step towards love making, and Lorcan was trying to ignore it, no matter what refusing to acknowledge it.

The thing that pushed him over the edge was what happened that night.

They were lying on Levi's bed, making out fiercely in the dim lighting, Levi slotted between Lorcan's parted legs, hands roaming over clothed bodies. The furthest they'd gone before was blowjobs, this was definitely not new to them.

When Lorcan slid his hands down to the hem of Levi's tshirt, pulling it up desperate for some skin on skin contact, Levi instantly reared back up, breaking the spell and ripping Lorcan's hands off him, tugging down his shirt and glaring at Lorcan.

Lorcan let out a growl of frustration, finally having enough of Levi's strange behaviour.

"Ok, asshole, you've been acting weird for too long now, so you better tell me what the fucks going on or I swear to god I will cut off your dick and mount it above my mantelpiece as a trophy!" he glowered, sitting up and crossing his arms, face flushed and his eyes steely.

Levi watched him, and bit his lip, looking away from Lorcan, a small sigh escaping his lips, running a hand through his silver locks in frustration and anxiety.

Lorcan's face softened a little, seeing how upset his boyfriend was getting over this, and let out a huff, sitting up straight and poking Levi's side gently, the silver haired boy jumping a little and whipping his head back around, Lorcan raising an eyebrow expectantly.

Levi sighed, closing his eyes momentarily, seemingly collecting himself. He opened them, looking down at his hands, his legs tucked underneath him as they both sat on the bed.