Oblivious~SlazoxReader

Blood, Sweat, and Tops

The harsh rain pelted down on us as we drove through the empty streets. He turned a sharp corner almost throwing me off as I gripped tightly onto his waist. "I fucking hate you!" I screamed trying to be heard over the rain. "I love you too!" He laughed heartily. I gripped on tighter with each turn, afraid we'd topple over. Finally, after what seemed like years, I could see my house in the distance. "Hurry up you shit, this rain is cold as balls!"

He kicked up the speed tenfold as he raced towards my house, almost crashing into someone mailbox along the way. I wanted to punch him off the Vespa so he didn't end up crashing straight through the house. He came to a screeching halt right in front of the driveway, making sure not to crash into my car parked out front. I jumped off the Vespa making a promise I would never do that again. "What's the rush? We just got here!"

I stumbled my way up to the door. "Shut it you lemon looking cunt!" I pushed my way through the door ignoring Michaels pathetic excuse at an apology for almost killing us. I made my way over to the fridge grabbing a cola from the bottom shelf. "You're just gonna ignore me?" I turned around to face him only inches away from me. "YiKeS. Betta back the fuck up sir or I'm calling the cops."

He stepped aside allowing me to walk past and take my seat on the couch. I sighed into the plush seats and almost forgot Michael was gloomily standing over me. "Don't be so pouty, come sit or get out of here." He walked around the couch sitting next to me. I took my chance and immediately draped my legs over him. "Haha, no escape now!" He pretended to struggle. "Oh God Y/N, you're just too strong!" He said before resting his arms on my legs.

"I've always been known to be a top." I laid my cola on the coffee table and leaned further into the couch. "Hey, I'm the dom. No question about it." I laughed slapping my legs down on him. "I somehow really doubt you are. All I've seen is a lot of you sulking and being sorry." He gasped loudly. "How dare you speak of me in such a way! I am a big strong man who can best you very easily." I sat up and slammed my elbow down on the coffee table.

"Arm wrestle. Let's go." He didn't hesitate and walked over to the opposite side of the coffee table putting his hand in mine. "I know your tactics Michael, but your sweaty hands won't help you now!" He looked me dead in the eye and started to countdown. "1...2...3!" Our hands started shaking, both of us fighting as hard as we could. I felt Michaels hand slowly gaining on mine, I refused to accept defeat!

I fought and fought but he was too strong and before I knew it my arm was pinned to the coffee table. I shouted out in defeat as he yelled in victory. "I totally let you win!" He ignored me and jumped up from his spot doing a celebratory twerk. "God please spare me." I sat up and reached my hand out for a handshake. He smirked and took my hand, totally oblivious to the obvious trap. I yanked his arm down, pulling him to the couch.

I quickly jumped on top of him. "Haha! I am the top, I am the dominant!' He seemed shocked as I sat victoriously on top of him. I was just as oblivious as Michael, too busy basking in the glory.
"You may have bested me once but it is my turn now!" He grabbed my wrists rolling over onto the floor landing me on the bottom of him. We laughed and looked at each other before sitting in silence staring at each other. The silence was unsettling.

Normally you could hear a wife yelling at her husband. Even the sound of a car passing or a cricket chirping. Not a single noise was made as I stared into his always enchanting blue eyes. I half expected him to kiss me at this point. He coughed and lifted himself off of me. "So, yeah, I'm the dominant." He scratches the back of his neck nervously. "Alright, alright you win." He turned his gaze towards me. "Seriously?" I nodded.

"Wow, haha now you have to do whatever I want!" He said while walking up the stairs "No way! Hey, you come back here!" He laughed running up the stairs. "You're such a handful!" I said chasing him up the stairs.

A/N
Hey lemon boy lovers! I'm back with a long chapter! Sorry, I've been on break and I'm trying to not stress about this but now I don't have to anymore, so yay! P.s I'd like to just thank all of you for actually reading this and enjoying it and stuff, so yee. P.s.s art on top was done by p_typ3 on Instagram.