Four Simple Rules

Four Simple Rules

TW: implied r*pe/non-con, mental manipulation, slight choking, abusive relationship

A/N: Thank you to @_hydrate_or_dydrate_  for beta reading this for me and encouraging me to write an idea that pushes me outside of my comfort zone- :D  

[Note: Picture on the top is just a clearer version of what I used for the profile picture. I hadn't used this Picrew of them yet so I thought "Eh why not now?"]

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Cloudy, gray skies were looming overhead, high above the people below. Taking a look at the sky, predicting the weather seemed like an impossible task. The clouds were dark gray, looking like they were filled with water but the sheer amount of them was few. Sun had easily shone down through the multitude of cracks and windows between the various clouds.

Either way, Virgil didn't have time to waste. Observing the sky was a useless venture and a waste of time.

Scurrying down the sidewalk, his focus was straight ahead. His heart was already racing and he already felt the weight of guilt on his shoulders.

He reached the door and rambled for the keys in his pocket. The keys were not cooperating with him, wiggling their way out of his grasp and onto the group, about a foot away from where Virgil stood. "Not the time!" A sharp breath could be heard as he muttered through his teeth. He reached down to retrieve the keys before fumbling with the door lock. Each moment he stood there just made his heart beat quicker and his chest tighten.

The door soon swung open, startling Virgil. He was not the one to open it. He looked up and he was met with an unapproving stare looking down at him. He winced as his boyfriend motioned him into their apartment.

His boyfriend was a very handsome man. His eyes were a beautiful shade of brown, his hair looked and felt so soft and his body was certainly a desirable feature...

And that handsome face was contorted against him with a cold rage that left Virgil shivering in fear.

Before he could even turn around, the door was closed with a thud. "Where were you?"

"I went out with a friend." Virgil responded, voice even. "I brought you back some clothes that I thought you would like."

"You went out without telling me and you used my money without asking?"

"I-"

"So you did?" He accused, not giving Virgil any time to respond, "Really, Virgil? I do so much for you and all I ask for you in return is four simple things. Do you remember what those are?"

"Colyn, I-" Virgil attempted to explain but he was cut off. 

"I don't want to hear your excuses, Virgil. What are the rules?"

"Don't go anywhere without letting you know, no spending your money without your permission, do my part and use the gifts you give me." Virgil listed guiltily, knowing full well he broke each and every one of these rules today. 

"And what did you do?" Colyn's disapproving, cold gaze felt like daggers piercing his skin, leaving him feeling even more vulnerable.

Words felt stuck in his throat as he choked back a sob. He knew these rules and he knew why they were in place yet he still broke them. "I... I just haven't seen Roman in so long and he-he wanted m-me to go shopping w-w-with him and I saw some things I th-thought you would like s-so..." His body was shaking as he started to tear up. He hated feeling this fragile but he knew he was broken. He's always been broken. Why did Colyn put up with him? He clearly wasn't enough... Colyn deserved better than him.