Simon's pov:
“David…..”
He just sigh and left the room. I’m not sure what had happened today while I’m at work. When I get home, he sit on the couch, heading upstairs when he saw me, without a welcome kiss nor even a single smile.
Quietly, I prepared his favorite dinner after taking a shower. I splayed a red line table cloth, light up the candles having a sweet scented flavor, just the way he taste like. And called for him.
“I’m not hungry” the only three words that left his mouth this evening.
Again, quietly, I ate a dinner of two all by myself. Maybe I should just head home. I tiredly went to his room, which is now our room, to inform him. Well, to get some words out of his lips, exactly.
Spooning him behind under the blanket, wrapping an arm around his waist as giving him a kiss on his shoulder blade so tenderly, he need that though he’s giving me a silent treatment. Since I saw him lying on his side, at the very corner turning his back on me, leaving a space for me, I hope.
I could already feel his warm tears running down his cheek. He pushed away my hands that protectively swaddling around him.
We both never have been this far before, not even a single did I put my whole life for someone. I pull him closer, a little bit harder, tighter, I may say. I buried my nose at the curve of his neck. Inhaling deep to take his scent all in at once.
“mmmh…..go away” he shoved me away. Little do I care that.
“tell me first what’s going on, and I’ll do what you say”
“nothing…..go away…I don’t wanna talk to you anymore”
I get off him, throwing the covers and pretending me trying to leave.
“okay….great. I’ll go get some hot brunette down the pub, take her home to get m-…..”“that’s the problem with you” he stormily too throw his cover in a direction that allowed him to sit up straight and for the first time today, to look at me with those eyes “you can fuck anyone you like, anytime, anywhere….why don’t you go fuck Mandel?”
I almost burst out laughing finding out what this was all about. So…he’s jealous, probably. But why?
“but why?”
“oh don’t give me that shit. If you can go kiss him on the cheek, why not kiss him somewhere else…..ewwww…yuck...go away”
With one swift motion, the covers covered the cute giant panda. He kicked his leg in annoyed as that double size blanket was too short to fully covered the lower part of his knee. Not the fault of the size tho, but that is what happened when you used a bit too much to cover your head so nobody knows you ever exist.
Slowly i dip down on the bed next to him holding back my laughter. He was clearly annoyed, I’m sure.
“daivd……” I try to take a peep.
He stiffened and curl into a ball. “i said go away….”
“come on darling”
“I hate you”
“I love you”
“really…?” he poked his head out.
I waste no time to cupped his face and kiss him. He squeak at my action, surprised I see.
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Damon (one-shot)
Hayran Kurguits all about David Walliams and Simon Cowell oopsss....there's a lot of smut. but hey i gave warning first so if you don't like to read the smut chapter, you can just skip. #bgt