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"Rock, hand me that box." I pointed to a big blue bin with a matching lid totally sealing it.

"Ugh can we take a break." He groaned. We both collapsed back on a blue sofa sitting awkwardly in the middle of the vacant room. He looked down at his phone, and I could tell something was bothering him.

"You okay?" I nudged. Rocky shrugged without a verbal answer. I knew that confirmed his mood. "This is just a shot in the dark but CeCe?" I asked remembering the kind of mood she was in before I left the dorm earlier in the day.

"Yea."

"Wow having troubles in the love department? What happened?"

"Well it's just ever since we've become 'official'. She was talking about how she feels we never really got a chance to get to know each other, we just jumped into bed. Now she wants to take a break from sex so we can strengthen our relationship." His tone was rather condescending. He had to use official, strengthen, and relationship all in one speech, and I just knew how much that pained him.

"Well I know you pretty well so let me guess you asked why things couldn't just stay the same."

"Yea!" Rocky added without any remorse for his answer. He didn't realize what an insensitive thing he had said. I rolled my eyes.

"Wow." I spoke disapprovingly, and looked Rocky, who still didn't understand how insensitive he was being, in the face. Suddenly his expression changed, and I had a feeling he knew what was wrong.

"Oh..." He sighed. "Well I didn't mean that I didn't want connect with her more I just didn't think there was anything wrong with us. I thought we were doing fine."

"Yea but Rocky honey that's part of being in a relationship. You need t know what your partner needs not just what you need."

"I suck at this stuff. I'm a horrible boyfriend."

"I don't think you meant to be, but your horny little brain got the best of you." Rocky buried his face in his hands. With us being mature adults in relationships (maybe I'm not to him, but still) we talked about sex a lot more than I ever thought we would. When we were little most of our conversations were purely innocent, and whenever anything involving relationships or the nature of them came into play things got super awkward, and we just shied away from the subjects. I look at how far we've come in our friendship, and it really makes me happy. Everyday I think I'm closer to just letting loose and telling him Riker, and I are a thing. Maybe we're so close that we can talk about anything, even that.

"Why am I such an idiot? I seriously don't get girls." He sputtered.

"You just need to talk to her. I know you hate talking about your feelings but that's what you do in a relationship."

"Do you think she hates me?"

"Not at all. I think she likes you, a lot; and that's why she's upset. She thinks you only care about the uh...the-" It was getting easier talking about it. Sometimes I just had to be blunt, and take it with a grain of salt. "Sex."

"Well while I do like that part, a lot! It's not the only thing I care about. She's beautiful, and goofy, and always makes me smile. It's...it's hard for me to express it, but she does mean a lot to me." Seeing the soft side of Rocky made me smile. He had never been a big emotional guy so seeing that side of him was pretty adorable.

"You need to let her know that you really care about her. I tried to console him. Rocky wrapped his arms around me, and hugged me. He let go, and stood up.

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