EVAK/HENJEI ONE SHOTS

[7] i n e e d y o u

TARJEI POV
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"i need to see you. can i come over?"

i furrowed my eyebrows as i read the message from henrik. what did he mean he 'needed to see me'? i was slightly concerned, was something wrong?

my thumbs hovered over the keyboard on my phone, unsure of what to write back.

"is everything ok?"

a couple moments passed, i watched as the typing bubble popped up and stayed there for a few seconds, only intriguing me more. i was eager to know what he was going to say.

"can i just come over?"

i felt a bit uneasy when he avoided my question, but not necessarily surprised. this was typical henrik, being confusing and always trying to get his way out of just being straightforward. it was his only flaw, at least the only one i knew so far.

"okay." i replied, turning my phone off and sitting in bed for awhile just to let that conversation sink in. i wondered what would he tell me when he came, what was so important that he couldn't say it over texts, and he just had to see me in person?

whatever it was, i couldn't help but be a little exhilarated at the thought of seeing him. it had been months since i had spoken to him at Java's, that was the last time i had seen and talked to him. there was something about his presence that just excited me and sent chills down my spine. something about him that made me all flustered and nervous even though that was quite the opposite of how i was around others. i hated admitting it, but it was all just the plain truth- i still liked him.

about 15 minutes passed by until i heard a loud knock on the door. i quickly looked in the mirror, fixing my hair a bit and honestly cringing at myself that i even was trying to impress him. i mean, who was i kidding? impressing him obviously had no effect at this point.

the knocking only grew louder and more impatient. i rolled my eyes, what was his deal?

i rushed to the door and grabbed the handle, swinging it open to see a distressed looking henrik. i stared at him in concern.

"are you okay-" before i could even finish my question, he grabbed me by my waist, pulling our bodies together and harshly pressed his lips against my own.

my eyes widened and i put my hands up to his chest, pushing him back a bit. he looked at me blankly, but disappointment was clear in eyes.

i didn't push him fully off of me, just enough so that there was a small gap between us and i had some space to recollect my thoughts. his hands were still placed firmly on waist when i spoke, "what are you doing? what's wrong?"

"i need you." he said, connecting our lips again. i tried not to enjoy the feeling, but i did- and i hated myself for it. i eased into his touch, that was, until i realized this whole situation was so problematic already.

"henrik," i mumbled against his lips and pushed him off me again, gulping and darting my eyes away from his so that i couldn't give in to his needs. "you don't just get to have me when you're bored with your girlfriend. i will not be used like that."

he look a bit lost for words and eventually after a long moment of awkward tension and silence, he let out a long sigh. "i'm not using you... i just-"

"henrik," i said again more sternly. i looked him dead in the eye, "go back to lea. she's waiting for you." i softened my tone at the end and gave him a sympathetic look, gently grabbing his hands and removing them from my hips.