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king dice pov....still

I rushed into my room while mentally arguing about my new sudden feelings... 

dice: okay... you realized that y/n been through some shit, no big deal. right?...(sigh) if only I knew sooner... she just wanted to stay here...and make her dad proud but... fuck this-this my fault! I pushed her away! and for what? just so I could feel in control, just cause I thought she was in the way?...

I start to make a mental list of possibilities of why? why was I so harsh to her? why did I insist on bothering her, and pushing her away? I kept at this until I stumbled on a portfolio picture I found on my desk, along with her resume... look at the picture longingly as if time began to pause. I won't lie despite how much I hated her, I couldn't deny... she was a pretty young thing, with her sparkling y/c eyes, and her stunning y/c locks that complement her hair cut... or the way she seems all ways never let others put her down, even when that person was me. 

dice: you- you've always made me wonder... out of all the people living for today. I think I know why your here now... you were here to fix the broken, I bet you can see I may stand above them but it's still a long way to fall for me...

as I look deeper into her picture as a warmth begins to rise.

dice: no matter how hard I'd try, y/n would never wince or shed a tear. So why-why! why is now that I finally see it?... the cry I thought I wanted, has to turn into- into...

my hand begins to travel down my body as my other hand holds her picture tightly...

dice: I shouldn't... but-

suddenly I could feel a strange but familiar darkness creep up my spine, and nuzzle in my ear.

(???): but you've been holding this back for longer than you realized...

for some reason, this voice didn't scare me...if anything it made me feel comfortable, as if I was talking to myself.

dice: but I love pirouletta not-

(???): pirouletta has neglected you for far too long...maybe it's time you give in to these new feelings, besides after all you've been through, you could use a little time to yourself~

deep down I know this is wrong, I've recently tried to stay loyal to pirouletta, and I was doing pretty well until.... she became more and more distant with each passing day, she doesn't even want to go out with me and went so far as to move out of my room. I respected it when she told me she loved me and needed some time to think, but it's becoming to be a bit much... to the point where I'm starting to have doubts if she even wants me any more. 

(???): it's obvious your "girlfriend" has moved on... any way I think it would be best if you tend to your urges~

I knew full well that if I did this I would prove that not only was I wrong about y/n, but I was wrong about my feelings towards her as well... but you know what, it's moments like these that kinda makes you think despite everything it's okay to be a little wrong~  I started to play with the zipper on my pants as I made my way to my bed. From there I start stripping each article of clothing one by one until I was left only my boxers and socks. I nestle in my satin sheets still holding on to the picture... it really was a good picture of her, it's the only one of her smiling. I proceeded to stoke my self as I gaze into her smile...

meanwhile, in y/n pov

you can hear dice moan through the walls... it's muffled but you can hear it and it's driving mad!... of course not in a sexual more like " I'm tired as fuck right now but all I can hear is you nutting through the paper thin wall!" kind of way.

dice: please-??? don't stop~...???! Aaaahhhh!~

you couldn't make out all of what he was saying but it as enough for you to go ask wheezy if you could crash on his pullout chair.

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an:

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are you happy now!...oh wait not satisfied? no worries mi amigos, No estoy hecho todavía!

pardon si mi Espanol es malo, todavia estoy estudiando...

but I guess we will see where my crappy Spanish skills will end later~ (;

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