Dark picked me up and I can't fūcking stand. Not what yer thinking ya pervs. We're at a bar and I'm slightly shītfaced. I've had a few more than him so he's holding me up. "We should get you home." What no! I'm not leaving yet. "Noooo. 'M havin' fun!" He starts to lead me towards the door. I try to pull away buuuutt I'm a weak little shīt. "I don't want you getting hurt. We're leaving." Fak it. "Can I at least come home withya?" I'm drunk and lonely.... Don't judge me. "Are you sure that a good idea? I don't want anything you don't want to happen." Is it bad that it actually took me a second to realize what he was talking about? "I'm suuurree. 'S not like wer gonna fūck er somethin'" There's that fuckin smirk again! "Alright, whatever you say. Buckle up." I put me seatbelt on and we headed to his house.
He had to carry me to the spare bedroom. He put me on the bed and left. "Daaaaaarrkkkkkkkk!" "Whaaaaaaaatttttt?" Cue internal conflict and extra drunkenness. "C'mere. 'M lonely." He walked in the room shirtless and now in gym/basketball shorts. He's fūcking hot! "What do you want Anti?" Before I could control what I said my drunken self answered for me... "You." His eyes got wide and I slapped my hand over my mouth. Shīt. "Hmm. You sure about that? Earlier you said the opposite." He started walking towards me. God yes I wanted him. "I didn't say I wanted to fūck you.~" I'm definitely starting to sober up. "Then what do you want babe?" He was now hovering over me. I smirked, I'm not gonna be a slut tonight. "I wanna cuddle!" I just smiled real big. He huffed the smiled. "Fine" "Yaaaaaayy." We layed down and he spooned me. His 'situation' against my āss. I ignored it though and we went to sleep.
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Demonic {On Hiatus}
FanfictionWell, as requested, an Anti and Dark story. One of the first prompts I've actually been interested in writing. I hope ya like it.
