craving || g.d

three

his house was average, you walk into a living room. a chair in the corner, a television in the other.
when you look to the left of the living room you see the kitchen, down the hallway there was his bathroom. and at the very end of the hall his bedroom. he didn't have much, but i guess that's how it is when you live alone. "are you hungry?" he asked.
"oh no i'm fine, thank you." i say sheepishly.
"do you want anything else to drink or-"
"no no, i'm fine." i say still looking around.
"why are you nervous?" he asks.
"oh sorry i'm not i'm just looking around."
"hazel rose, i know these white walls are much less interesting than me, and i can see that you're nervous because you're looking around, when there's nothing to look at."
"perhaps, you're intimidating."
"intimidating? hazel, i'm just a man, an ordinary man, with an ordinary house, and an ordinary life."
"something tells me you're much more than ordinary."
"so why don't you find out yourself?" he asks stepping closer.
"you're heart beat has sped up, how come?"
"i don't know i-"
he leans forward, and kisses my bottom lip slowly.
he pulls it down, enough to see my bottom teeth. and let's go so it slaps against them.
he pulls away gently, and i open my eyes.
i was out of breath and he barely even kissed me.
"grayson-" i squeaked out.
"come with me," he takes my hand gently and walks me to the end of the hallway.
i had expected to walk into a bed, and a tv just like in the living room, boy was i wrong...
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hiya, can you believe in actually updating!?!!!!?!!
lol, this is terrible buttt i lowkey tried idk
i'm gonna go see if i can start something or update something else :)
- moooooooo <3