Bond (Hawks X OC)

He sat on the bed, watching her bare back heave up and down. He frowned.

It shouldn't be like this. This wasn't what he wanted.

His hand searched for hers, intertwining it and caressing the rough edges around it with much care. He sighed, running a hand through his messy hair as he hovered his eyes on his room.

His room looked so messy. Strewn clothes, thrown pillows, and the thick scent of sex; it all flooded his brain.

She shifted and finally sat up, using his blanket to cover her chest filled with his marks, snapping him out of his daze.

"Angel?" She called out with her groggy voice.

He looked at her with furrowed brows. So beautiful, so perfect. He shook his head, his other hand placed over his eyes.

No. Stop thinking about her like that. They're nothing more than lonely people looking for someone like them. Someone who could possibly fill in the empty gap.

"This is so wrong..." Yet it's so addicting.

She frowned.

"Yet you still come back," she replied, gazing at their intertwined hands. They fit so perfectly. "What is it that draws you to me, Angel? For you to be this greedy..."

She sighed when he didn't answer. Only tightened his grip into a desperate hold.

She continued. "Is it my body? My personality?" Each word felt like poison pouring from her mouth to him. Disgusting.

He shook his head at both.

"I don't know... Just stay.. just a little longer. Please."

It was rare of him to plead. Last time she heard him this helpless was when they were kids. Time goes on.

"As long as you need. Until you know what to do."

He nodded and pulled her back to his bed, settling for simple contact against her bare skin and nestling his nose on her hair.

"Thanks..."

He truly is a selfish bastard.
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Contains the following:
-Angst
-Drinking
-Smoking
-Swearing
-Killing/Graphic Scenes
-Toxic/One-sided relationships
-Smut
-Fluff/Wholesome (can't forget bout this)
-LGBTQ+

This is gonna be a long ride so prepare.