chapter 42: sensitive

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Oliver's pov

"Um.. "

I look at kellin to see what he wants to say. He's got a cute pout on his face as looks at either the water or our legs.

"I think that was too much?" His voice wavers. Oh god, je thinks we rushed into sex! I should have just gave him a blowjob and not fuck him. I'm so stupid.

"I'm so sorry, I thought you came in the shower for us to have sex-" I'm about to go on a full rant but he shakes his head.

"N-no, I mean.. I think I'm bleeding and it hurts," he says. Theres to much soap in the water to see if he actually it but it's his body, he must feel it.

"O-oh, I'm sorry," I say softly and unplug the water. We've been in here so long the water is starting to get cold.

"Its okay.. but.. I cant get up," he mumbles blushing but he looks a bit sad.

"Are you okay?" I ask scooping my arms around him and getting up. He tenses up a little.

"M-mentally yes but my body hurts and some reason I'm about to c-cry but I liked it- s-so dont feel bad," he says tears starting to spill from his eyes.

"Oh darling, I should have prepped you and used lube.. I'll take care of you baby boy," I say kissing his cheek. He pouts a little and holds onto me.

I carefully set him down so he's standing. He holds onto the counter and I get a towel for him and dry him off. Then I wrap the towel around his waist and help him put on my hoodie.

I get a different towel and dry myself off quickly and tie it to my waist. Then I pick my upset boyfriend back up making him winch in pain and make a little noise of discomfort. "I didn't think it would hurt this bad," he says and I kiss his adorable face.

Its wrong of me but I think he cries really cute. Only from sexual stuff and I know he's okay. Like when he chokes on my dick and tears fall. That's hot. This is hot in a way but like always I want to take care of him.

kellin opens the door since I'm carrying him and we go down the empty hallway to my room. He let's us into my room and I kick it close. "You're so adorable," I tell him making him blush.

Carefully I set him on my bed and he lays down. "Is sex always this painful?" He asks pouting.

"You usually limp a bit but never cry," I tell him and gets next to him. He pouts a little.

"Can you talk to me about things I've forgotten?" He mumbles hugging me gently.

"Well, you never wear pants.. We go on dates a lot. I'm really clingy but you are too so we are always together. You helped me realize that my ex was an abusive asshole and a few months later we started dating. Alan visited you about three times a week for the whole day," I start listing random things.

"You accidentally smashed a fire fly and cried all night.. its was really sweet to see you care so much for such a small creature. Dont hate me but I laughed at you," I say trying not to laugh now. I kiss his forehead and he pouts.

It really was so cute, he smashed it by grabbing something that had the bug on it and he looked so shocked. He looked at his glowing hand and said 'oh no, Gerry?' And started crying. I being a jackass started to laugh but did my best to cheer him up.

"Tell me more," he says and I cross my legs and think. He slowly gets in my lap like a cat and I start to rub his back.

"I broke your favorite hair band and you went into my room and stole my blankets. But is okay because I got to sleep in your bed with you," I tell him.

I should tell him about mitch..

"I-" the words stop in my throat. "Um, I think your pretty," I say backing out of telling him about Mitch. It's just a really sensitive topic and it hurts to even think about him.

He looks at me like he knows I backed out of something. "I'aduhboyfriendandilovedhimbuthedied," I say and it's clear he didn't understand a word I said.

"Er, your accent and.. taking to fast.. I don't know what you just said," he says trying not to upset me.

Tears brim, threatening to spill. My shoulders slump a little and my hands are fidgety. I take in a sharp breath and look away. He turns to he's on his back in my lap and puts a hand on my face.

"It's okay, Oli, tell me when you're ready," he says and wipes the tears that are starting to fall. I'm so thankful for this angel. I bend over hugging him.

"You're so amazing. I'm happy that I'm with you. I'm not sure what's wrong but it doesn't matter now.. what matters is that your holding me and things will get better from here," he says and I muffled my sobs with his shirt.

I want to cut...

"I love you.. please dont leave me.." I whisper hosley. It comes out as a muffled whine but he kisses my head.

We move a little changing our position. He's sitting on my thigh carefully not to sit directly on his ass. My hands are on his hips and his head is on my chest. I rest me chin on his head and sniffle.

After five to ten minutes later I clear my thoat. "S-sorry love, I'm being a crybaby. How do you feel?" I ask him and he pulls away and looks at me.

"I'm upset that you're upset, maybe we could watch a comedy?" He asks and I grab his face and kiss his lips softly. He blushes and I look into his eyes.

I'm so in love with this boy.. I want to marry him. I want to get a house together. I want to have a family with him. I want to have are ups and downs. I want to watch him sleep, eat, laugh, cry, sing, dance. I want to grow old with him and I want to die with him.

We live in a fucked up world but I want to spend that time with him. It's bad timing now so I can't.. I can't propose yet. Plus I won't propose to him while trying to get over a break down.

I kiss his cheek, forehead, nose, cheek, chin, mouth, and jaw making him giggle and act shy. "I love you," I tell him and he smiles.

"I... I love you too," he says and I smile like I won the lottery. But I won something better. I won Kellin Quinn's heart.

I put on a comedy and we get under the covers still in only towels. Well almost, he has a towel falling off his hips and a hoodie. I take his towel and he pulls the hoodie down more getting comfortable.

As I lay on my back I look at the tv and think about our future. He rests his head on my bear chest and watches the movie. He's going to fall asleep any moment now.

I play with his hair and smile. I cant Express how much I love him. If he died I would die too. I hope I die first so I dont have to see the life leave his eyes- no, I hope we die together.

I roll up his sleeves and he pouts tiredly. "No more cutting, talk to me instead," I tell him.

"Okay but you have to do the same," he says and I nod. I can do that.

"We are going to be okay," he says and I kiss his forehead.

"We are," I confirm and he snuggles to me and relaxes even more.

"I'm falling asleep," he mumbles tiredly.

"Go ahead," I whisper and that's how he falls asleep. Soon I follow into the dark abyss with a comedy movie in the background.

Yeah?

This is good?

Was this sad? I dont think so..?






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