"No!" My shouts were muffled in my pillow.
"Yes, Laurie" Simon chuckled back. "You promised you'd help me move my stuff in" he added, pulling the duvet off me completely.
"Stop being a dick!" I whined, bring my knees up to my chest.
"I promise to buy you food" he said in a sing-song voice.
"You better Konecki. If I get out this bed at seven in the morning for nothing, you'll be sorry" i warned him, sitting up.
"Thats me told" he muttered.
I instantly threw a pillow at him, "shut up" I laughed slightly.
Simon was officially moving in, today. We waited for a while to make sure everything would work. When we finally decided it was time, we wanted it done as soon as possible.
"Mother fucker" I heard Simon mumble.
"What have you done?" I laughed, putting down a box.
"I got a skelf" he pouted, showing me his finger.
"You big baby" I laughed again, inspecting it.
I pulled him over to where I kept my needles and threads, "what are you doing?" He asked, nervously.
"I'm going to get that skelf out" i smirked.
"Not with that thing you're not" he said, pulling his finger away after seeing the needle.
"It won't hurt babe. I promise" I sighed, seeing him panic.
"You're such a liar" he said with squinted eyes.
"For god sake" i said, rolling my eyes and standing up.
"Don't come near me" he warned me, now lying on the couch.
"Would you just sit still?" I asked, trying to get a gold of his finger.
"Thats things sharp. You'll take an eye out with it" he said, still squirming about.
I straddled over his waist, "it'll be intentional" I scolded him, taking his finger.
"Just do it quickly" he said, turning away.
I inched the needle closer to his skin, "ouch. Shit!" He shouted.
"For fuck sake. It's not even touched you yet!" I couldn't help but laugh.
Removing the skelf as he was busy cussing at me, he turned round to see me, "Hurry up" he pleaded.
"It's done" i said, placing the needle on the coffee table.
"It is?" He asked, looking at his finger.
"You're such a drama queen" I laughed before kissing him.
A/N Again, no spell check. Imma sleep rn.
Feel like shit still guys. I don't wanna go to school.
Just in case btw, a skelf is a splinter. Idk what people call it, but i call it a skelf. Imma just stop now. You probably know that.
Enjoy x
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Illicit Affair
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