A real CATCH (Garroth x Reader)

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Your P.O.V

"I am not dense." Laurance spat. He sounded nothing but offended at what Garroth had just said, but really he was just repeating Gene.

"Yes, you are." Garroth rolled his eyes as he sat down.

"I am no- ughhh." Laurance whined before he smacked his head onto the round table to lay it down.

I squeezed into the booth, next to Garroth, where eventually more people piled into.

"Why is Laurance stupid?" Cadenza asked as she sat down.

"Nothing." Garroth said.

I don't know why neither Laurance nor Garroth told anyone else about what Gene had told Laurance, but they were the only ones who knew. I suppose subcontiously Laurance knew Gene could have been lying, and he didn't want to embarrass me or himself by telling others. Garroth most likely felt the same, not wanting others to feel any certain way about the situation. Although I wouldn't have cared if the others knew, I'm fairly certain all of the girls would have thought the whole thing was ridiculous.

I looked over at Garroth, noticing that he had already begun staring into space. I pulled his foam cup towards me and placed my lips on the straw, which of coarse he noticed immediately. He looked shocked at first but his expression immediately changed to offence.

"Hey, hey, hey, get your own." He said reaching for the cup, but not pulling it from me for whatever reason.

"What's yours is mine." I said putting my lips back on the straw and smiling.

Garroth shook his head.

"No, what's mine is mine. I'll buy you your own drink, you just can't have mine." Garroth shook his head at me.

I lifted my head and smirked, wrapping my hand around the back of Garroth's neck. I brought him closer to me, although he moved easily and willing, and kissed his lips with mine. He melted underneath my touch, as if he had gone from tense to relaxed. But he was never tense in the first place. I pulled away, wanting to see his face. Garroth opened his eyes and immediately looked at me confused. He snached his drink back before I got the chance to even see his hand move.

"I don't know what witchcraft was just pulled on me, but I didn't fall for it." He glared at me as he took a drink.

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"What color's your dress?" Garroth asked.

I waited a moment to answer, not sure if I had heard him correctly. Partially because his face was buried in my mattress and partially because this was the first time he had said something about prom.

"What?" I asked.

He lifted his head from the mattress and looked at me. His hair was sticking up in different directions.

"What color is your prom dress?" He asked again.

"Oh, grey." I said, looking away from him and down at my phone ready to pull up a picture.

Garroth hummed as he pressed his mouth into my knee. I was sitting criss cross applesauce, unlike Garroth who was laying completely sprawled out on his stomach.

"I can show you a-"

"No." Garroth said immediately.

I looked down at him confused, wondering if I had heard him wrong.

"No?" I asked.

"No, I don't want to see." He said.

"It's prom, not our wedding." I laughed.

Garroth grinned.

"I know. I just wanna wait." He said.

I looked at him for a moment before I scooted forward on the bed. When I laid down my body and head were nearly even with his.

"You still wanna go right?" I asked softly, looking over at him.

"To prom?" He asked.

I nodded.

"Of course I do. Why wouldn't I want to go to prom anymore?" He asked. The look on his face seemed like he thought the idea was absolutely ridiculous, which made me feel exactly that, ridiculous. I knew he still wanted to go, but I had been worried about it the whole time we weren't talking.

"I don't know, cause we were fighting and it'd be weird to go while we aren't talking." I said quietly.

"We are talking." Garroth said sturdily.

"I know we are, but before..." I trailed off.

Garroth blew air out of his nose but didn't respond. He lifted his head and shoulders up off the bed only to bring them back down to kiss me. I layed there silently, for some reason wishing he had come up with an actual answer.

"Forget about it. Just forget about it." Garroth said, he lifted himself up once more and moved to the side the slightest bit before he let himself fall down on top of me. His head was buried in the sheets above my shoulder, with most of his upper half laid across mine. I wanted to tell him how heavy he was but the truth is, he really isn't, and I didn't want him to move.

I slipped my arms underneath of his and wrapped them around his upper waist. I held him in this position even though I knew it was most likely uncomfortable for him.

"But you don't like me as much." I said quietly, half of me hoped he wouldn't hear me. Even though his ears were right next to my head.

"What?" Garroth sounded more surprised than ever. He lifted himself up against my will. I failed to pull him back down so I opted to hitting him as close to the spine as I could reach.

"Ow," he verbalized before letting himself fall back down, "I don't like you any less. Why would you think that?"

"You don't trust me." I said just as quietly as last time.

"I do trust you." Garroth said lifting himself back up even though I was pulling his waist down as hard as I could. "I do- Y/N stop pulling on me." He looked down at my hands.

"Lay back down." I said. I removed my hands from around his waist but I tugged lightly on his shirt.

He mentally rolled his eyes before he scooted to the side a bit more and laid onto his side next to me. He still looked over at me, which was exactly what I had wanted to stop.

"Why don't you think I trust you?" He asked. He leaned on one arm while the other was across my torso. I felt his fingers brush across the side of my neck and face that was farthest from him. "Hmm? Because I didn't believe you, about sleeping with Gene."

I was looking at the ceiling instead of him but I still moved my eyes as far from him as I could. I waited a moment before I spoke, feeling that my voice was ready to shake. I shrugged.

"If Katelyn came up to you," I moved my eyes towards him, "and told you I was cheating on you with Ivy, first of all, you'd believe her and I know you would, second of all you'd be angry with me."

I didn't respond.

"Am I right or am I right." He asked.

"I know you're right but I just didn't want any of this to happen." I said louder than I meant to. Garroth laughed at the frustration in my voice.

"I know, it's okay I'm not mad at you. Trust me?" He held his pinky out to me.

"I trust you." I said interlocking my pinkie with his.