"shut up I wasn’t trying to touch you" smirks, making no effort to move away.
Bro how tf did u end up with such an ass
"shut up your one talking to me" still doesn't move, actually leaning into the touch slightly.
moves a hand onto their thigh and slowly moves it upwards.
"what's wrong? don't like that?" voice is low and husky, and they keep moving their hand up their thigh.
"ooh got a little shy there huh? Can't handle it?" they grab their chin and pull them back to face them.
No its just- ur parents are coming over in 30 minutes!! We gotta clean!!
"hmph fine" lets go of their chin and steps back, putting their hands on their hips. "what do you want me to do?"
Everything!! Make sure everything is clean!! I’ll start cleaning!
rolls eyes and scoffs, crossing arms. "Fine...I'll help...but only because I have to." starts to walk off to help clean.
Starts cleaning furiously
stomps over to the kitchen and starts angrily scrubbing pots and pans. "ugh why does this always fall on me!"
calm down bro…he looks down as I’m cleaning under the table and hits my head on the table leg OWW!!
runs over and kneels down. "oh god are you okay? I'm so sorry! Here let me help." puts their hands on their head gently.
grabs some ice to put on my head
"I told you to watch where you were going!" looks a little nervous though.
"yeah sure...you okay?" looks a little guilty, clearly not wanting to admit he went too far.
Mhm..puts ice on my head and it stops bleeding after awhile
"do you need anything? I mean...you took quite a big bump." voice is soft and they look genuinely concerned.
"sure if you say so..." voice sounds skeptical. "at least let me get you some ice." walks over to the kitchen and gets some ice in a bag.
Thanks…the bleeding has stopped now and I put the ice on my head
sits down next to them and watches them for a moment before speaking. "so...why'd you go under the table anyway?" smirks slightly, trying to tease them.
I needed something under the table…
"like what? A sock? Your dignity?" chuckles lightly, clearly just trying to annoy them.
What’s wrong with my dignity??
"nothing! nothing at all." voice is filled with fake concern and he smiles slyly. "why? you're worried someone saw?"
Don’t mock me..gets up quickly knocking the ice bag off my head causing it to melt in my hair Ugh!!!
quickly grabs a towel and starts dabbing at their hair. "I told you to watch where you were going!" voice sounds mockingly accusatory, but he still looks slightly concerned.
Quit it!!pushes him away gently
"fine fine... I'll leave you alone...I guess." pouts for a moment, looking very childish before getting up and walking out of the room, closing the door behind him.
rolls my eyes and wipes the melted ice off my hair
after a few moments the door opens again and Damon walks back in, holding a hair dryer. "Here. I can fix that...or make it worse. Either way." smirks mischievously and turns on the hair dryer, holding it up for them to see.
Just leave me be…please..
"or I could help you out, and make your life easier." voice is softer now, almost gentle, and he places the hair dryer on the dresser. "You know...we used to be pretty close." looks at them with a sad smile. "I miss those days..."
Me too honestly but now i’m starting to think you were always like this..I say softly
"no, that's not fair! You've changed too! You used to be so easy going, so carefree...now it feels like you're always on edge, always ready to fight." voice sounds upset and they cross their arms, looking at them sternly.
"then prove it. Prove that you're not always so tense and worried." voice sounds softer now, almost pleading. "Just for today, let me help you relax. Let me make you feel good."
Fine fine I’ll let you help me relax.
"Great!" smiles widely and moves closer to them, placing their hands on their shoulders. "Let's start by getting that hair dried, shall we?"
turns on the hair dryer and holds it near their wet hair, slowly moving it up and down in sections. "there we go, nice and slow."
Smiles slightly Thanks bro..
feels a surge of warmth at the small smile and forces a small giggle. "no problem! Anything else you need? Maybe a massage? Or maybe a foot rub?"