Well I was going to do Emerson today but two people asked for a part two and I love it when you guys comment, so here ya go.
❗slight sin️❗️
It had been a week since you had talked to Remington. You had thanked him for breakfast, but he had seemed pretty down in the dumps lately. The shows were coming to an end but he still hadn't spoke. You had really broken him.
It was nearing evening and you decide to take a shower, you didn't want take a shower in the dark. You pulled on comfortable pjs and crawled into your bed. The sheets were cold, and you just sat there thinking about the past month.
That's when you heard the door to your apartment click. You sat up. It was only 5:00. Maybe you imagined it. Well you sure didn't imagine him walk into the room. Remington pulled his white button down shirt over his head, and began to slide his pants down as he headed for the bathroom. Unconsciously, you grab his wrist. He looks back at you with question written all over his face.
"I'm sorry," he says, moving closer to you. He smelled like cologne with a taste of sweat. He pulled you into a tight hug. You didn't know what just happened between the two of you, but you liked it. You pulled on his hair, closing the space between the two of you. He pushed violent you down on your bed and put a hand on either side of you.
"I'm sorry too," you say and kiss him. The two of you roll over and cuddle. You trace his abs. He squeezes you tighter. And you sit there smiling.
You had fixed him.
