Couldn't keep away... ( INANIMATE INSANITY // LIGHTBRUSH Fanfiction )

I..love Microphone..

it was the next morning after Knife and Match had their little night getting down and dirty together.

knife got up and sat low on the bed, he looked to his side and saw Match, asleep.

"fuck! what the fuck did I do!" knife said while getting out of the bed, but tripping over the blanket and falling off.

the sound of knife hitting the floor woke Match up. she looked over but didn't see Knife. 

"knife?? where'd you go?" match said as she heard knife on the other side of her, groaning. 

"are you.. on the floor?" match asked as she got up and walked over to him. 

"how'd you get there??" match asked with concern. 

"I fell, Match, isn't that obvious?" knife said as he rolled his eyes and got up. 

they were both undressed so knife wrapped the blanket around his waist and sighed. Match just stood there looking at him. 

"put some clothes on, would you?" Knife said, with annoyance in his voice.

"oh.. okay." Match said as she picked up her clothes off the floor. 

~a few minutes later~

Knife and Match were both dressed. (I know, kinda weird since the characters don't normally wear clothes, but this story is gonna be different, sorry.)

"so, what should we do now?" Match said as she smiled and sat down on the bed, beside Knife.

"Nothing. You should leave." Knife replied, not even looking at her.

Match paused and moved away a bit. "..what?" she said quietly.

"Are you deaf or something? I said leave." Knife said as he finally turned to look at Match.

Match swallowed and looked at the floor. "but we just had sex! you can't just kick me out!" Match yelled.

"so what. you expect us to be a couple now?" Knife said back.

"um yeah!" Match said as she crossed her arms.

"Well I'm not interested in you! and I have no time to waste and pretend to be your boyfriend. so, like I said, get the fuck out!" Knife said as he got up and walked into the bathroom, not even waiting for Match's reaction.

Match stormed out of Knifes room and left his house, slamming the door behind her. 

Knife heard and rolled his eyes. 

Knife looked in the mirror and sighed, putting his face in his hands. 

"Why the hell did I have sex with Match when, ..I.. love Microphone.."

to be continued...