Caught in Spider's Web (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 6

A/N: Hi guys! Sorry for the long wait :( I've been super busy lately and had difficulty in sparing my time for writing. Hopefully I'll be able to write more in the next months! Thank you so much for leaving comments and voting this story. They mean a lot to me!

I dedicate this chapter to potateopenguin. I hope you like this chapter and it's worth the wait :D

Anders --> I'd die if he looked at me like that.

Blaine's POV

I have been locking myself inside Anders' massive bathroom for an hour, pretending to be showering while in reality I never take a shower for more than 15 minutes. After Anders' shocking declaration that he will... fuck me senseless for every night I stay in his apartment, I quickly scramble to the bathroom while mumbling something about protecting my virginity. The last thing that I heard before I slammed the bathroom door shut was the sound of Anders chuckling. The sadist was probably happy seeing me in complete distress. I hope he chokes on his whiskey.

With nothing to do, I start rummaging through Anders' sink, looking at his aftershave and cologne and smell them one by one like a creep. I wonder what he will do if I secretly replace all of his cologne with the floral scented one... Hmm... An amazing idea for another day.

"Blaine? Come out already. You've been there for ages." The sound of Anders' voice startles me. Thank God I am not holding one of his expensive-looking aftershave or I'd drop it by now.

"I might be pooping! Who knows?" I give him a snarky reply while searching for my pajamas around the room. Where the hell did I put it?

"Or you might be looking for your pajamas. Good news for me, you forgot to bring it with you. Come on now, I can't wait to see you in your birthday suit," he says with a cheerful voice. Even without seeing his face, I can tell that there must be his infamous smirk plastered on his face. That smug bastard. He doesn't know that I've washed my boxer and used the hand dryer machine in his bathroom to dry it.

With narrowed eyes, I take his cologne and drop it on purpose, making it shatters into tiny pieces.

"Oops! You surprised me so much with your perverted advice that I accidentally drop your cologne. I hope it's not expensive!" I answer with glee while Anders goes silent. Serves him right.

"You'd better get out from the bathroom this instant, love. The longer you stay there, the longer I'll fuck you tonight." Anders tells me after he takes a long sigh, probably to calm himself.

"Oops! I drop ano—SWEET JESUS!" My shout turns into a high-pitched squeal when I accidentally step on one of the glass pieces, making the heel of my foot bleeds.

"Blaine??? What happened? Open the door this instant!" Anders sounds like he's five seconds away from breaking the door, but I'm too busy wailing on the floor to unlock it. I instantly stop wailing and start screaming bloody murder though when I hear the sound of a gunshot. It takes me few seconds to realize that Anders, like a barbarian that he is, just shot the key hole to forcefully unlock the door.

"What the hell??? Did you just shoot the door? Do you think we're in the Godfather movie or something?" I yell angrily, completely shocked with the extreme measure that Anders takes.

"You didn't open the door," he answers casually, as if it is the most logical explanation, "your foot is bleeding. Show me where you hurt yourself."

Anders' hand reaches out for my foot, but I scoot away from it. "You own a gun? And you use it in my presence? What if you accidentally had shot me?"