My head was fuzzy, I barely knew what I was doing but the only thing my head told me to do is talk to Lawrence. My head told me to be around him. I took off my jeans and looked up to Lawrence for the sweat pants. His freckled face was red. I staggered to him and smiled.
"Whats your problem, hanahaki?"
He blushed harder and looked away.
"N-nothing.. I'm fine.."
I moved closer to his face and exhaled.
"Itll be hard to date if you keep secrets from me.."
What are you saying?
What I mean.
You're so dumb! If you say your feelings people will take advantage of that, they always do.
I trust him.
That'll bite you in the ass.
"Give me a haircut. I look like a girl" I turned away and put on the sweat pants. He nodded and walked to the bathroom with me following. I flopped down on the toilet and waited patiently.
"Uh.. Nich..?"
I turned to him.
"Nich.. you should.. take off your..." he was blushing profusely. I stood up and whispered in his ear, using him and the sink for balance.
"My sweater? I dont have anything under it.." he jumped backwards and his mouth was opened a bit.
"I dont really wanna ruin my sweater though.. I guess I will." I pulled my sweater off, revealing my skinny, scarred body. A look of sadness formed on Lawrence's face.
"Are those all... self harm scars?"
"Yeah? And?"
"You need help, Nich, you're not mentally stable." I grabbed him by the shoulders and stares into his eyes angrily.
"Dont tell me who's mentally stable and who isn't. I know I'm messed up, i just dont care to fix it. Now cut my hair." I sat back down on the toilet to let him cut my hair. He trimmed my hair. I looked at him and smiled.
"Thank you, Hanahaki." He blushed again, he does that alot. He gave me a hug. Sober Nich would push him away but I was so drunk that my brain was practically mush. I hugged him back.
"No problem, my devil prince."
I blushed slightly at that. It feels weird to be nice to Lawrence but yet it feels nice. I put my sweater back on.
"Lawrence... I'm sorry about how I act... and I just got very lightheaded im gonna lay on the floor for a little" I slid down to the floor and smiled.
"Yknow, nich. You're alot different when you're drunk." Lawerence put his hands in his pockets.
"Drunk nich is your friennnd." I laughed at stuck my hand out to him. "Lay down with me with me.." I dragged him down and snuggled him.
"you smell like alcohol, nich, it's so strong.."
"I always smell like alcohol. alcohol and cigarettes"
"Nich.."
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I looked into his eyes lustfully, something about him makes me want to punch him and make love to him. I dont know what to do. Somebody take this feeling away.
He blushed deeply and kept eye contact with me. I picked him up and moved him onto his bed, pinning him down.
"What are you doing?" There was a confused look placed on his face. I bit my lip and placed my elbows next to his face.
"Something I've wanted to do for a while."
"Nich, you're drunk, you'll regret this."
"No, Sober Nich wanted to this for a while, he just didnt have the balls to." I talked in a low, seductive voice while keeping close to his face. I touched his face softly and he shivered against my touch.
"Please, just think about this more." I got aggressive, wondering what turned on my little flower. I lowered to his ear and whispered.
"I've thought about this since I've known you, dont make me angry, I might have to punish you" I smirked and went back so I could look at his face. He crossed his legs in a way so his legs were covering his.. spot.
"Why you doing that with you legs?"
"No reason, I-its just comfortable."
"No reason? You're not-" I moved closer to his face "hard?" He pushed me back, his face was so red I wanted to laugh.
"No! I dont like you like that.." I frowned playfully.
"Aw. That sucks, cuz i really like you, in more ways then one." I smirked and used one of my hands to move his leg. I was right.
"I thought you were wholesome, hanahaki, but this shines a whole different light on you." He moved his leg back and tried to roll on his side but I grabbed his wrists and pinned him down. I could tell he was clenching his teeth.
"I am wholesome. What am I supposed to do when you're doing this?" He scrunched his nose angrily. I smiled softly and moved closer to his face. He looked scared to see what I was going to do next.
Are you actually stupid?
No, I want to do this.
Are you sure?
Yes, I like him alot.
You're a idiot, he'll leave you like everyone else does.
No, hes different, I can tell.
You've said that a few times.
This time I really mean it, promise.
I kissed him softly, getting rougher over time. This was the happiest I've been without self harm and drugs.. not counting alcohol. I picked him up and pushed him against the wall, it was easy since he was about 90 pounds.
"N-nich.." I pushed my body against his. He clenched his fists and bit his lip.
"Yes, flower? It was weird for me to do sexual things with anyone but I just want him to love me in the same way I do. He blushed and looked away.
"N-Nich..?"
"I already asked, yes?" He got suddenly serious
"Please dont stop." I smirked at his request and got a bit more forceful.
"I didnt want to anyways"
I kissed him roughly then I decided something.
I wanted to mark him.
I let go of wrists and pulled his shirt off of him, revealing his bruised and freckled body. He blushed and looked at me in the eyes.
"Why am I the only one shirtless?" I smirked and pulled off my sweater before I pinned him to the wall again. I gave him red and purple hickeys all over his neck and chest. I licked up his neck and looked at him in the eyes. He was so flustered I wanted to laugh. I heard the door open.
Shit.
