A Date With JackSepticEye

II

GREY AREA

You woke up on an unfamiliar sofa; a surprisingly comfortable but unfamiliar sofa.

Your head began to pound as you sat up from your comfortable position. Groaning from the physical pain, you tried to recollect the events of last night to piece together how you got here and on what exact terms.

Interrupting the silence, the door opened to reveal Sean walking through with a tray of food and drinks.

Your eyes widened, seeing him shirtless and practically naked; save his boxers.

"Mornin' Love. I brought you some stuff to help with the uh, well you know." He smiled and rolled his eyes playfully.

You started to panic, breaking the cheery atmosphere he tried creating. "What are you talking— did something happen last night? DID WE—?!"

Sean realized what you were referring to, understanding the situation. He quickly put down the food to deny everything you were implying.

"No, n-no!" He shook his head, trying to reassure you.

You stood up quickly, walking towards him in an accusing manner. You pointed your finger towards him, raising your voice.

"How did my clothes magically change then, huh?! You saw me naked didn't you!? YOU FUCKING—!!"

Sean raised his hands in the air, backing away from you and almost stumbling over the table doing so.

"NO! I SWEAR I WOULD NEVER! THAT'S NOT WHO I AM!" He yelled back in defense, scared of what you were going to do as you continued to approach him.

"THEN WHO ARE YOU?!" You backed him against the wall, further scaring the poor man.

He shook his head slowly, a pleading expression on his face with his hands above his head.

"Look, look, I'll explain! I will! Just give me a minute.." he swallowed as you stepped in front of him, inches from his body.

"You have 30 seconds." You threatened, dead serious.

On the inside, you didn't actually mind that he saw you naked or may have done anything with you. He was your first date in a while, and damn was he a cute apologetic son of a bitch.

"Last night you got very, very wasted. I had to take you home but I didn't have the directions and you refused to tell me anything." His breathing grew labored as his anxiety kicked in, making him look like a scared animal. A scared animal that was much taller and muscular than you.

"I took you here, wh-which is my place, and we spent the remainder of the night in my bathroom." He took notice that your eyes wandered a few times during his story. Picking up on your curious eyes searching his bare skin, he tried to regain your attention. "How am I doing so far?"

"What am I wearing?" You demanded, gritting your teeth in embarrassment. You had to keep your 'tough bitch' mask on to keep him on his toes.

"My shirt." he lifted his eyebrow and gave a small smirk.

"Oh." You realized now, why he was shirtless. "How did I—?"

"You took it from me." Sean chuckled, his arms still up.

Clearing up the misunderstanding, you scoffed.

"I've got my eye on you, don't think you're getting off the hook that easy." You put your hands on his chest, pushing him playfully against the wall after he tried walking past you.

"Ohoh, don't you worry. I've got my eye on you as well." He chuckled after pulling you forward: against his bare skin.

You felt your face flush after your mouth let out a small moan of surprise.

He looked down at your beet red face, gazing into your eyes lovingly.

"Doesn't this feel nice..?" He asked, teasing you with his infectious charm.

"I guess." you tried to play it off in a cool manner, looking to the side and avoiding his eyes.

"Now that's just unfair." He remarked.

You felt his hand slowly run up under his shirt, moving it up your back. After you remade eye contact, you felt compelled to put your hands on him and throw him on the couch. However, you knew he was much stronger and taller than you. The task was a mission fuckin impossible and you were no Tom Cruise.

"What's unfair?" You asked softly, your hands still against his chest.

"That little attitude you're givin' me." He smirked, using his free hand to brush your hair out of your face.

You felt embarrassed, knowing he picked up on your initial attempts to act like you didn't enjoy this little moment you shared with him.

"Let me make it up to you then.." you replied, standing on your toes and leaning against his body for support.

You softly pressed your lips against his, physically feeling him kissing back almost instantly.

Suddenly you felt your legs get swept up and held around his hips. Sean's arms held your thighs and ass up against his bare skin as he moved from the corner of the room to the couch.

The kiss broke after he sat you down on his lap prior to turning his back to the couch and leaning down to sink into its cushions.

"What exactly did you bring me over there?" You asked, looking over your shoulder at the tray of food and drinks.

You felt Sean's hand on the curve of your back, holding your body against his as his lips searched your neck and shoulder.

"I brought you some food to help your head.." He looked up from your neck and at you, after turning your head to face his.

"wait, my head?" You stopped him, giving him a suspicious look. "I-I never told you I had a headache." You said nervously.

"Oh come on, you don't think I've had at least a few horrible hangovers myself?" He chuckled and leaned back into the sofa, hands behind his head.

You nodded in understanding. It didn't sound suspicious, but you felt like something was off altogether.

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