Rose betrayal

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David searches through his pocket the finally find his keys at the bottom and unlocks the door quitely. He had to stay in the studio late and he was affraid of waking you up. David takes off his coat and walks over to the closet to hang it up before noticing an extra pair shoes next to your flats. In the dark corridor it was hard to see but he was sure he didn't put his shoes there, he never did.

David swallows with difficulties before hanging his coat in the closet and slowly walking into the kitchen to see several cabinets pulled open and some stuff knocked over on the counter. He looked around before inhaling sharply and walking back to the corridor and slowly walking up the stairs, your jeans were draped along the way up and he clenched his jaw before reaching the top level to see also your bra and blouse laying on the floor. David held onto his chest as his breath hitches in his throat before slowly walking to the bathroom as his head filled with rage.

David washed his face and stared at himself in the mirror multiple times before he clenched his hands around the edges of the sink. He has been having a couple busy weeks were he came home late and what if..what if you missed something? He growled before pushing his hands through his hands and grabbing the courage to walk back to the door of your bedroom before hearing some soft giggles and a male voice saying "I love you." David clenches his fists and holds his breath as he hears your voice, with a slight giggle. "I love you too.."

David started to breathe faster before wrapping his hand around the door knob and flicking the door open. He looks at your bare back and steps in. "What the fuck (Y/N)?!"he yells. You scream and hides yourself under the sheets as tears of shock roll down your cheeks. "Why is the kitchen messed up and why are your clothes all over the staircase," "David stop, I can explain it!" "Who the fuck is Danny?! Who's shoes are those by the door (Y/N)!" You sit up with the blankets clenched to your chest. David groaned and held his hand in his hair. "Where the fuck is he!?" You swallow and stand up, still holding the sheets to your body. "F..First of all stop yelling, just calm down damnit!" You wipe your face as you look up at him, his eyes wandered around the room. "The shoes are," you hiccup and clears your throat. David looks down at you, frowning, his breathing now so deep you could hear it. "Are yours, I ordered pizza and I had to get out there quickly and my shoes would take too long! The kitchen was messy because it was dark and I needed a plate and silverware, my clothes are there because I was too lazy and tired to wait until I was upstairs. And I was watching fucking Grease, David..you know? With Danny Zuko? Sandy?"

David's eyes widened before dropping his hands to his side and looking over your shoulder, seeing the laptop and the pizza box. "I..I thought you, I thought you cheate-" before he could finish you wrapped your arms around his torso and buries your head in his chest. "I would never, Never ever! I just wanted pizza and a m..movie." now tears were falling from your eyes before you chuckled softly as you bit your lip at how stupid that sounded. David placed kisses on top of your head as he let out a sigh of relief before softly lauging. "You can have your pizza, (Y/N), and your movie. God I'm sorry I scared you.." "No, no i'am sorry for scaring you." You whisper as you look up at him.

David nodded before letting you go and taking off his shirt and undoing his belt. "Come on you know how much I love Grease and pizza, how could you missy? All without me?" You giggles before quickly laying back down and patting the spot beside you. "Come here then, I got plenty of pizza left! Which is a wonder because you know how much I love pizza." David kayed down beside you and wrapped his arms around you. "More than me?" He purses his lips and tilts his head. "Never, I love you the most." You smile and gently kisses his lips before pulling the laptop on your lap and handing David a slice of pizza.

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