Request for rubyjz123
Warnings: explicit language & extreme smut (knife play)
I lay in the comfy bed with only the candles lighting the room. The house of the dead was a place for using candles, that's for sure. A loud boom sounded on the other side of the room and Malachai stumbled in with his grey robe on and a bottle of rum in one hand.
"Malachai I was trying to sleep." I groan and roll over.
He sighs and puts down the bottle on the old knocked up nightstand next to the bed. His body flops down on the mattress next to me and it makes the bed shake around a bit.
I faced away from him with my eyes closed, but that didn't stop him from pulling my waist into him, holding me close like he always did.
"So, I heard you were going to the Northside dance tonight, hm?" he states, making my eyes widen.
"Shit!" I sat up fast to look at the time and realized I was going to be late. "I need to get ready." As I start to stand up out of the bed, he grabs my wrist and pulls me back down on the bed, this time having me face him.
"Not so fast." he continues "I wanted to let you know that verne will be going to the dance as well. I can't trust those Northsiders and Serpents around you." I sigh in irritation and look up at him.
"Really Malachai? I can do this by myself." He narrows his eyes at me and gives a warning expression. There's no way in hell i'm going to let him get away with this and he knows how headstrong I can get.
"Im serious Mal. I'm going alone." I say sternly, while pulling myself away from his grip and out of the bed.
"We'll see." he mutters from behind me, making me roll my eyes at the comment. He just gets too overprotective.
I rush to the other side of the room and grab the bag of stuff i brought the night before, and swinging it over my shoulder, ready to leave. I turn and see he was watching me with a soft yet concerned face. I walk over to him and lean in to kiss his cheek.
"I'll be fine, babe." Before I could walk out he grabs the back of my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. While our lips moved with each others, he took the bottle of rum and stuck it into my coat pocket. I pull away and smirk, turning on my heels and walking out of the house of the dead. On my way out, I take a swig of the alcohol, tasting not only the liquid that burned my throat, but the taste of his lips on the bottle.
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I soon arrive back at my small house and pace in to go change and fix myself to look somewhat presentable for the dance. The only real reason why I was going was because Betty and Veronica made me promise I would.
I put a simple but showy crop top on and a black grunge skirt to match more of my style. I wasn't going to even try to do anything big for the dance, it was only for welcoming the southside to their school. But thankfully i knew a lot of the serpents and northsiders there, since i lived so close to the Coopers and Andrews. Betty and Veronica were no doubt my closest friends and the only ones who knew about my 'thing' with Malachai.
After putting some simple makeup on and fixing my hair, I put on my shoes and started to drive to the school. While pulling into the driveway I noticed hardly any students outside and the music and lights inside. I was so late. But I'm not protesting. As i got out of the car i stuck the small bottle of rum in my skirt so that no teacher would see it, the northside is far more strict than the south.
I noticed B and V waiting and ran up to me screaming and giggling. They are seriously something else...
"Y/N!" they screamed with grins on their faces. "We didn't think you were gonna show up." Betty exclaimed, making me feel a bit guilty that I accidentally slept too long at the house of the dead.
