HE ALWAYS LIKED ROSES // falsettos.

three.

Trina
My mascara ran down my face and my lip gloss was smeared across my face. My hair was a mess and I was sitting in the kitchen by myself, on the phone with Whizzer. 

'I have to go, he's here." I hear my friend huff and take a drink of something. 

I frown, sad to hear him go. "Yeah, um I'll just rant to my friend, uh... Julia!" 

I don't have a friend named Julia. 

I sigh as Whizzer hangs up, and I'm left alone with my thoughts. What if I'm just being paranoid? What if I'm going crazy? I walk over to the liquor cabinet and seized the rum from the back. I sloppily snatch a glass from the dishwasher and fill the glass with the rum. I down it and sigh, not feeling any better than before.

 I drag myself to my room and flop down on the bed, tears forming once again. They spill out onto the pillow, soaking the comforter. I'm so confused, Marvin didn't seem like he would ever cheat? I left out a helpless, confused whimper as I gently let myself drift off to sleep again. 

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My eyes flutter open to meet the melancholy comforter of my bed. My mascara from last night stained spot the where I laid. Forcing myself to get up, I saunter to the kitchen, spotting Jason at the table, completely ready for school. His backpack kept at the foot of the table and his game boy in his hand I smile weakly, sneak up behind him and kiss his forehead.  

"Hey Jay, what time is it?" I ask, my voice coming out raspy and tired.

"It's 7:50." he replied, looking towards my hair, which was a ratted mess.

I ignore him and roll my eyes, walking into the kitchen to grab my keys from the hook. "You ready for school Jay?"

He nods and leaps off of the chair, picking up his backpack. He races me to the door, running outside and to the car. I try to run after him, but seeming how I'm extremely out of shape, I'm breathless by the time I get to the car. We both hop in the vehicle and leave the house, not speaking another word to each other.

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Marvin
I turn over to my side, feeling an arm wrapped around my waist. That's weird. I open my eyes and I'm faced with a man lying next to me. Oh, right I was with Whizzer last night. I lay there for a minute or two, admiring Whizzer's tanned skin, and soft chestnut hair. He looked absolutely gorgeous in this peaceful state and his hair fell perfectly on the pillow. I feel him shift, his eyes opening slightly. A small smile perked up on his face.

"Hey." He whispered, his voice sounding raspy and strained.

I kiss his forehead and pull him closer to me. I feel him nuzzle into my chest, leaving a big, goofy grin plastered on my face.

"Marv, let's go get food." Whizzer hums and looks up at me.

I nod in reply and he climbs out of bed, throwing the blankets off of him. I follow him as he walks out of his room and into the kitchen. It was rather small but not dull looking. It was decked with vase that held a variety of flowers in them. I smile, examining the colorful kitchen. It certainly was a unique way of decorating.

"Sorry about the mess, I had no time to clean up the flowers." Whizzer giggled and brushed his hair behind his ear.

"No, no, it's cool." I smile in reply, grabbing Whizzer's hand.

Whizzer smiled and kissed me on the cheek, dragging me over to the counter. He turns around and opens the cupboard, starting to dig through it. I put my hands on his hips and kiss his neck.

"Whiz, you know you're absolutely beautiful right?" I whisper in his ear.

(Nsfw warning? If I I felt like writing smut so guess it's happening smh)

Whizzer chuckles and ignores me, still looking through the cabinet looking for food. In a desperate attempt for his attention I glaze my hand over his boxers and rub his crotch gently, getting a soft grunt in reply.

A smirk forms on my face as I start to palm him, desperate whines escaping his lips. He grinds his ass against me, teasing me back. I turn him towards me and kiss him roughly. He hops up on the counter and runs his hands down my back. I start to kiss his jaw and down to kiss neck, leaving hickeys in the most visible places.  Whizzer pushes my head off of his neck

"Please just fuck me." He whimpers, his breaths shakey, and needy.

"You're so cute when you're needy and desperate." I chuckle and take his member out of his boxers and lean down, licking the tip.

Gasps escape Whizzer's mouth, as he grabs at my hair. I put his tip in my mouth and slowly start to move down his shaft. I get soft moans in response, and one hand digging his nails into my back.

Suddenly, the phone rings and our moment is interrupted by the piercing ringtone of Whizzer's landline.

Whizzer groans and pushes me off him and leaps down. "Just do it while I'm on the phone. I can contain myself."

Whizzer took me into the living room and laid down on the couch with his legs spread. I crawl inbetween his thighs. "You're so fucking weird Whiz." I chuckle, seeing him smirk and wink at me.

As soon as he picked up the phone I continued, starting to spice it up a bit. I swirled my tongue around his member as I moved my mouth up and down his shaft. 

"Oh, hi Trina!"

My mind freezes, he knows Trina. Whizzer knows Trina.

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Sorry if this was a little shitty and random I wrote this on a plane at 12:00 pm