His Private Dancer (Sinbad x Reader)

Another Heartache

I shrieked against my assailants strong hands.

Why is this happening again?!

"Shh! It's just me!" Sharkkan said.

"WHAT THE FUCK!" I shouted.

"Sorry sorry." He said in a hushed voice.

"Care to explain why you're in my closet?"

"Well..." he rubbed the nape of his neck and blushed. "I have to tell you something."

"Go on..." I spoke cautiously.

He took a huge breath and continued, "I heard about what happened with Sinbad and you-"

"Oh my god...you...heard that?" I asked, practically repeating what he said.

He just nodded once and continued, "I'm sorry (Y/N). But I'm letting you know that there are other people in this world who do love you."

I looked down to the ground, feeling my tears begin to swell in my eyes.

Sharkkan tipped my chin up with his hand so I could look him in the eyes. "Sure, they may not be as handsome, talented, or special as Sinbad but...They're the ones who care about you the most."

I stared into his orbs until I asked quietly, "Do you even know who they are?"

He gulped, "one of them's me..." I saw him flush in the dark, and I couldn't help but do the same.

Would it be so bad to get a rebound after the Sinbad thing?

"Sharkkan I-" he silenced me with a kiss.

My eyes widened, but I couldn't help but want to sink into the kiss. Sharkkan wasn't an unattractive guy, far from it actually. He wasn't rude or too obnoxious of a flirt, like someone I know. So with all of these positives, why do I feel as if I'm being crushed?
Sinbad's face flashed in my head.

No...why is it always him...

Once Sharkkan released he asked me, "how was that?" In a shaky void.

I pulled him into another kiss. I wanted to forget that playboy's face. I didn't want to remember his smile, or laugh. All I wanted to do is focus on the man that was giving his heart to me, just as I did.

"(Y/N)...you're crying.." he said as he released once again. He swiped one of the tears away with his thumb.

"Oh...it's because...I was so happy that you kissed me.." I lied. I knew that this was wrong. I knew that he was just going to get heartbroken just as I had. I really am a selfish person.

"(Y/N) I'm sorry!" He cried out. "I heard what happened between you and Sinbad, but instead of comforting you like a good friend, I decided to be selfish and try to get you to be with me!"

I froze up at his words. I didn't know how to react. I couldn't be angry since I just tried to use him to forget, but I couldn't find it in my heart to say anything about it.

"The truth is...Sinbad is in love with you!" He placed his head on my chest and sobbed, hunched over. "He just doesn't know how to express that feeling to you.."

I stroked his white hair gently as he cried. Little did I know I began crying as well. "I'm sorry too Sharkkan...I'm so sorry.." a few droplets of my tears streamed down his hair.

"Don't apologize.. I'm the one who tried to manipulate you into being with me.. I'm so pathetic."

"I'm sorry because I was trying to use you as well." I muttered. He took the time to look up into my eyes. "I wanted to forget him by being with you. That's why I kissed you again. Even though I knew that...we'd both be hurt in the end."

Sharkkan hugged me tighter and said, "I don't deserve you (Y/N). I knew that you'd want to forget about him, and I took advantage of that. Don't ever apologize for not loving me."

Sinbad POV

I decided to go check up on (Y/N). I knew that she would be heartbroken at my words earlier, so I just wanted to make sure that she was ok. Once I turned the corner, I saw her door slightly opened. Lucky for me, I wouldn't have to creek the door open and alert her.

Once I made my way to her room, I peeked the crack of her door. What I saw was shocking to me. Her and Sharkkan holding each other and kissing like there was no tomorrow.

A bitter taste filled my mouth as I sourly gazed upon the couple. I should have known better that this would occur. All these women are the same. I knew that she was just trying to sleep with me, so why am I so upset because of this?

I don't care about such a slutty woman. Not one bit. But the fact that she 'confessed' to me, and then immediately goes to hook up filled me with rage. Part of me wanted to believe that this rage was justified because she tried to use me. But another part of me couldn't stop my aching heart. There was another part of me that wanted to be the one in her arms, and snuggle up to her.

To me, this feeling was rancid and tenacious.

I spun on my heel and exited the corridor, heading straight for my room. I replaced my thoughts with the words she spoke to me tonight.

"Maybe this was a feeling that I caused her when I rejected her. She usually is so flustered whenever I try and get near her. So why is she kissing another man...it doesn't add up." I spoke in the safety of my room, trying to justify what I had seen. No matter how many possible scenarios that played in my mind of what happened after she left, it still left me with this whole new feeling of heartache.