Plot: light smut? fluff, friends to lovers, makeout, swearing.
You and Clay have been friends since you two met at a library a year ago.
You have plans to hangout with him this weekend, his mother adores you.
You ask your guardian to drive you over.
You finally get to his house. You nock on the door, as you stand there waiting for him to answer the door, you can hear him yell
“one moment!” you see him he tripped over something through the door window and hear him he scream, “shit!”
You can’t help but smile and let out a chuckle.
You hear the door open and you look up at him.
He leaves the door way and walks into his living room
You walk through the door and tell him “I’m going to use the restroom”
You give him a smile and walk down the hallway. you go into the bathroom, close the door and do your business. When your done you go over to the sink and look at yourself in the mirror and sigh,
“How could anyone be attracted to this?” “Let alone, him. Im hideous” you think.
you trace your hands over your insecurities. You sigh again and walk out of the bathroom, and into the kitchen.
You see him with his back facing towards you, so you sneak up behind him and scream “BOO!” as you grab his shoulders
he jumps and clutches his heart. “what the fuck?! you gave me a heart attack” he says in a sarcastic tone.
You push yourself up and sit on the counter, and watch him call a pizza place and order a pizza. He hangs up the phone and says
“Why are you staring at me?"
“Okay , maybe I was staring, but not in a creepy way!” you say waving your hands up in a dramatic way.
He looks at you in a unamused way but you can see the sides of his mouth fight to turn up.
We talk as we wait for the pizza.
The topic of rumors and bullying comes up in the conversation. You tell him how when you were young you used to wear your long hair in two braids and people used to yank on them and tell you that you talked too much. He looked at you in utter disbelief and told you that
“you don't talk too much”
He then told you that he's been bullied and has had so many rumors spread around about him since he was a kid. He gets choked up and you can see that it truly stresses him out. You hold your arms out to him and ask
Without saying anything he walks toward you and walks in-between your legs and hugs you. you wrap your arms around him and breath him in.
His arms around you make you feel safe, you feel his body shake and he hugs you tighter. He stands there and you sit there hugging each other for what feels like forever but when the doorbell rings, he goes to answer the door and it feels like it was only a few seconds and your arms feel empty and cold. You jump down from the counter and Clay comes back to the kitchen with the pizza, you grab a slice and go and sit down in his living room to watch a movie.
“What are we going to watch?”
“A scary movie” he suggests.
You give him a disappointed look and ask “what scary movie?”
“Isn't that movie extremely scary?”
“You’ll live” he gives you a grin and in return you give him a small smile.
“Okay fine, but if I have a heart attack and die, it's your fault and i’ll come back and haunt you”
He just laughs, starts the movie and sits next to you. You grab a blanket and hold it up to your face and jump at all the jump-scares and at one jump scare you bury you head in his shoulder, and that’s when he asked
“Do you want me to turn it off?”
“Do you want me to hold you?”
you look at him with a shocked expression, because neither of you have been anywhere near romantic with each other, despite the fact that you were in love with him.
he doesn’t wait for you to answer and simply pulls you down on top of him. You are surprised but you don’t care, you like being this close to him. You lay your head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat. You watch the movie until another scary scene comes on and you turn your head and put your chin on your hands and stare at him as he watches the images on the screen.
You look at the way his jaw is angled, the shape of his nose, the curve of his lips, and his dark hair.
You reach your hand out and you run your hand through his hair without even really thinking.
He turns his head to you, your hand freezes and your eyes go wide and right as you’re about to apologize. When he kisses you, his lips are soft and warm. The kiss is careful and unsure. You both pull away and stare at each other trying to comprehend what had just happened. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, you looked from his beautiful eyes to his lips and placed your hand on the side of his face and pulled him in for another kiss.
He sits up while trying to pull you closer, one of his hands is cupping your cheek and the other is on the small on your back.
He runs his tongue over your bottom lip asking for entrance, and when you deny it. He pulls you closer and grinds your ass down on him which makes you gasp, you can feel his smirk into the kiss as he takes this opportunity to explore your mouth with his tongue, he lays you on your back and pulls away for a second and asks, “is this okay?”
At that he connects his lips back to yours. the taste of him in your mouth and the feeling of him against you, makes your head spin. You reach up and put your hands to his chest.
“You don’t have to be afraid to touch me, you know that right?”
He breaks the kiss and reaches up and pulls off his shirt, you run your hand down from his neck tracing his body all the way down to the top of his pants, he places his forehead to yours, and closes his eyes, his breath heavy, as you run your hand back up his neck. You pull him back down for another kiss. He runs his hand up your stomach and down your back, making you shiver. You sit up and pull your shirt off of you, you thought you would be shy but you don’t feel shy at all. He runs his hands up your back and pulls you on to his lap. He kisses your lips, to cheek, to your jaw, to your ear and then your neck. He nibbles and kisses your sensitive skin making you let out a whimper of pleasure. He kisses back up to your mouth and lays you on your back again. You hear a car door slam, and you both jump.
“Bloody fucking hell” he curses.
You jump off the couch and grab your shirt and run to the coat closet. You sit on the floor of the closet and rest your back against the wall, trying not to panic.
You can hear —- and his mother talking. You hear her say “well, I'm going to go to bed, —- finish the movie and then get to bed, okay?” “okay, goodnight”
He opens the closet door and laughs at you, “come on let's finish the movie”
You both sit on the couch and watch the movie or at least he does, you replay what just happened in your head, the way his mouth and body felt on yours, the way he ran his hands up and down your body. The way he was gentle.
“I'm sorry” you apologize when the credits start to roll.
“W-why are you sorry?” He asks as he turns his head to you, he has a confused look on his face.
“I was stupid, playing with your hair and kissing you and touching you, I'm just sorry, It was uncalled for.” You stand up and walk out of the room, —-- shouts for you to “wait!” you run out the front door, you stand on his front porch for a second but when you hear the front door open behind you, you take off running, you can hear him running after you. you're about to cross the street, when he grabs your wrist,
“I asked you to wait” —- says “I wanted to kiss you, I-i want you…and don’t run away from me”
he leans in slowly and just before his lips touch yours
“okay?” He asks. you whisper “okay” and then your lips collide with each other.
You both walk back to his house and as soon as you both walk through the door he pulls you in for another kiss. This kiss is different than the last, it's almost like you’re lost in space, you're his oxygen. He grabs your hips and pulls you closer to him. and you both stumble down the hall into his bedroom and fall onto his bed. He stumbles on top of you, your legs are on either side of his body, his one hand is on your waist trying to pull you even closer to him and the other is above your head running his fingers through your hair. You kiss him, with all the fury, love and desire you have.
You run your one hand up his neck and into his hair and the other you run down his chest feeling every curve and scar.
I love you too, you think but you don't say it.
You grab the bottom of his shirt and pull it over his head, breaking the kiss. He reaches for the shirt you're wearing, but before he pulls it off he looks at you for permutation, and with a nod of your head it's off. He starts to kiss up your stomach all the way to your lips and says
He sits up and pulls off the pants your wearing and sees the scars, he looks at you with a look you don’t know full of what, but you take it as disgust, and try to move away but he grabs you by the hips and pulls you back, he moves his hands down to your legs and traces your scars with his fingertips over them so careful almost like if he does something wrong, you’ll fall apart.
“I wish I would have known you then, I could've helped you”
“your here now and I don’t plan on letting you go anytime soon, so you can make up for the time you weren't here”
You sit up and stratal him, his mouth falls slightly open and you grab his face in your hands and kiss him again, He starts with his hands on your lower hip and works his hands up your back, until he reaches the clasp of your bra,
“May I?” He asks without breaking the kiss.
He unclasps it with a little but not a lot of trouble,which makes you overthink about how many times he's done this before. your bra falls away and he runs his hands the rest of the way up your back and then leans you back until your head hits a pillow, he runs his hands up your sides and runs his hands over your breasts, you let out a small moan as he starts to kiss down you neck to your chest, leaving a tail of kisses down your body. He pulls off his sweatpants and you can see his erection through his boxers, he leans down so close to your face you're almost kissing.
“Have you ever done anything like this before?”
“No,” you whisper. “Have you?”
he looks away from you like he’s ashamed. You put your hands on his face and kiss him. You knot your fingers in his hair and he kisses down your jaw and on your neck, kissing, nibbling and sucking on the sensitive skin. His right hand makes its way down your body and into your panties, rubbing circles onto your clit, making you let out small moans and gasps. You grip onto his back as you arch your back, you've never felt something feel so sensual before.
He pulls off your underwear and before he pulls off his boxers, he asks “are you sure? Because if your not.. we don’t have too”
“I want too, i-” you hesitate and look deep into his eyes and then you say “i want you.”
“Okay” he says as he nods.
He pulls off his boxers and kisses you slowly and full of lust and love.
You wake up in Clay’s arms, you gaze at his sleeping face, he looks so peaceful. your legs and back feel sore. The memories of last night come flooding into your mind. The way he held you, kissed you, touched you, the way he felt inside you, the way he looked at you when he told you he loved you. What if he just said those things to get in your pants, you suddenly think. You peel off his arms around you and sit up.
He wakes up, and groans “what are you doing? Are you okay?” He asks.
He wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you back to him.
“Okay” he says as he buries his head in your neck. “I love you” he whispers in your ear.
“Thanks” you say with a smile, you can feel him chuckle. You lay there looking at the ceiling while listening to his breath. You think about how this could never work because of everything, and it hurts… It hurts horribly because even though you didn't say I love you back when he told you he loved you, you still love him.
“I really love you Clay” you whisper.
