stepbrother ; wenv

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"you and your slut is disturbing someone. hit her up in some other place, you jerk," i countered once he opens the door after the umpteenth times i knocked. he runs his fingers through his already disheveled hair and fully opened the door, exposing his half naked body and is apparently trying to play cool. "motels exist, you know."

i eyed the girl behind him who appears to be wearing nothing at all except the blanket that she was frantically wrapping her body with. she seemed to look so fed up of what i did but hell, who cares? i got exams tomorrow and as far as i can remember, we're of the same batch. who knows? she'd probably only have the score as visible as an egg cell she's been tracking off her mind with. 

"you're the one who's causing such disturbance," the girl walks off, clothes in hand and the blanket still wrapped around her, making her look like a complete burrito but with leftover fillings. 

she better be glad i got an a when it comes to ethics, or else i'd be pulling her wig back down and beat the crap out of her. he gave me an angered look before walking back inside his room, even being completely so impotent of leaving his door opened. he plays his games too damn dirty and it just never lasts. 

i rolled my eyes and slowly stepped back, about to enter my room when i was pushed back against the wall, of all sudden. 

there was such small proximity between us that i could already feel his hot breath against my cheeks as i look over to my side, completely feeling unease. i held both my arms into fists and pushed him back, only to have his arms corner me. his lips were trembling as he glares down at me. 

"why are you always in the way? why the fuck are you always playing such a bullshit role when it comes to me?"

"why are you making such a big thing out of it when all i'm trying to make you realize is, you and your slut's steaminess is overriding the words written on my science book."

"really?"

"yeah. and hearing her yell out your name sounds so fucking irritating it makes my ears bleed and makes me want the ground to swallow me."

"it'd be such pleasure to be the ground, then. i mean, having to swallow you," i stiffened by how the words smoothly roll out of his tongue. jittery greeted my system, seeing a grin etch across his face. "i actually like the way she calls my name out."

i gulped, raising a brow at him, trying to look so careless about the shits he's saying. 

"but don't you think i'd love it more when it's screamed out by you?"

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