She lay awake thinking. She was losing Suga. In a worse way than ever before. He was drifting away from her. He was losing his interest in her. She was deathly afraid. It wasn't like him dying, but still loving her. It was him being there but not loving her. She knew it was worse. But what could she do? She grasped the necklace that rested on her chest and she rolled out of the bed. She looked in the bottom of her underwear drawer and pulled out the pictures of his mother. She just looked at them. There was something about that woman that calmed her. Something about the little Suga that was captured in that picture. She sighed and put the pictures away. She wanted him to come home. She wanted to talk. She wanted to stop fighting. She wanted to go back to how things were. How they used to be, happy and in love.
The door opened suddenly. She jumped and dropped her necklace. She whipped around as the door slammed. Suga stood in the doorway. Something wasn't right. He looked broken, his shoulders were slumped and he looked ready to fall.
"Suga..." She murmured. He looked up at her slowly. His eyes looked hollow.
"Suga what's wrong?" She asked, taking a step towards him. He lumbered over to her and grabbed her roughly. She cried out in surprise as his lips crashed down on hers. She fell into him quickly. They hadn't kissed like this in so long. Her arms were pinned between them and he gripped her hips and kept her close to him. His lips slipped along hers and he forced her back. She stumbled back and his lips fell from hers. She panted loudly and he kissed her neck. He nibbled at her skin, she mewled in surprise. That was new.
His hand moved from her hips and he entwined his fingers in his. He pulled his lips away from her neck and pushed her down on the bed, pinning her arms above her head. She gasped in surprise, and before she could catch her breath he had pressed his lips back onto hers. She moved her lips with his, but she couldn't help but feel bewildered. Where was this coming from? What had happened? She couldn't concentrate. His lips and the way he smelled distracted her. She sighed and gripped his fabric of his t-shirt in her fingers. His fingers traveled up her shirt. She murmured against his lips. His fingers were cool against her skin, and she was surprised. He had never done anything like this before. His hands were soft against her skin and she didn't mind, but she really wanted to know what was going on with him. She slit her eyes to look into his eyes again, but his eyes were shut tightly. She cupped his face in her hands and slowly pushed him away.
His face hovered inches above hers and she still cupped his face in her hands. He panted slightly, his breath hitting her face and tickling her skin.
"Tell me what's wrong." She murmured.
"You'll hate me." He whispered, she could barely hear him, and his voice was trembling.
"What?" She murmured, kissing him slowly.
"I can't." He insisted. She kissed his cheek.
"Please." She pleaded, kissing his nose.
"I'm so sorry." He whispered. She kissed his cheek.
"Don't be sorry. Just tell me." She breathed and kissed his Cupid's bow.
"I love you." She promised and kissed him once more.
"I can't!" He screamed and ripped himself away from her.
Suga...
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(A/N)
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