⚠️ WARNING: Mention of PTSD and self-h@rm⚠️
You're bound to a chair, screaming bloody murder as you fight against your restraints. Tears run down your face as his face nears your.
Will is mere inches from you.
"You'll always be mine."
You jolt up in bed and heave as you take in your surroundings. Suddenly, you regret sending Arny home last night and get out of bed to take a cold shower.
You can't seem to wash away the feeling of him. He's buried so deep in your head, it almost feels like he's right there.
You curl up on the floor of your bathtub, wallowing in self-pity as you allowed the memories to come back.
It feels almost surreal. Like it was just a dream, but you know it was real.
Your vision narrows in on a razor. Deep down, you know you shouldn't, but you need to let go. You need control. You need release.
You take apart the plastic until you're left with just the blade and press the cold metal to your skin. Letting out a hiss, you stare at the blood as it mixes with the water, turning almost orange.
You repeat the action again and again until you feel your wrist has had enough.
There's a soft knock at your door, so you reluctantly get up to check it out.
You're wrapped in your bathrobe with your hair dripping around your shoulders.
You check the peephole and see Arny and Pete. Letting out a loud groan, you open the door and sigh.
"Can't a girl have a day to relax alone?" You pout.
"Not today," Arny pecks your lips.
"Get dressed because we are going to the mall!" Pete says prancing into your apartment.
"Absolutely not!" You shut your door. "You always make me buy the girliest things, not understanding that my emo is not a phase!"
"Is to a phase," Pete argues.
"It's been 5 years and I'm still here! Like this!" You argue.
"It's going to pass! You're just being stubborn!" Pete frowns.
You stick your tongue out until Arny pulls you close and chuckles.
"You're so stubborn, but it's cute," he says smiling fondly at you.
You smile at him shyly with a blush and lean in to kiss him.
"Fine, I'll go," you roll your eyes. "But I'm buying whatever I want."
"Sure," Pete rolls his eyes.
At the mall, you eye the goodie store from afar but refrain from moving toward it while Pete was there. Your brother would probably not care, but he would probably care.
"I'll be right back. I have to buy some personal stuff," Arny says before leaving you two alone.
"So you and Arny," Pete says once he's out of earshot.
"It just happened," you shrug. "He helped me out on my first day of school; we've been inseparable since."
"He's a good guy," Pete says wrapping his arm around your shoulders. "I know you're safe with him."
"I know so too," you smile.
"Just make sure you hide your wrist for a while," Pete crosses his arms.
You freeze.
"How-"
"You forgot to put the razor away before I went to the bathroom," he sighs. "I thought you stopped."
"It's just... With Will back, there's been so much stress," you begin. "I just didn't know what else to do."
"Talk to us," Pete says grabbing your hands. "We're both here for you."
"I know," you sigh defeated. "Can you buy me a chocolate dipped cone? I want something cold."
"Sure," Pete smiles.
By the time you've both finished your cones, Arny comes out of the store with two big black bags. He smiles at you when he reaches you and wipes the corner of your mouth, licking his thumb afterward.
"You had ice cream," he winked.
You flush bright red as he kisses you. You're not used to PDA, so the kiss makes you feel shy.
"Can we go shopping?" You ask and shyly take his hand.
He intertwines your fingers and pulls you toward Spencer's.
"I still have a few things to buy," he says slyly.
"I'm right here," Pete groans.
"Oops," Arny laughs.
So your day progressed and you've never been happier. However, you wanted to know if you could put a label on it.
When Pete wanders off to H&M, you decide to ask.
"Arny," you say getting his attention.
He hums in response as he looks through the different tees they have.
"I wanna talk to you about something," you say tugging his sleeve.
"What's wrong, love?" Arny asks concerned.
"I know we're together, but are like a thing? Like officially?" You ask.
"Like boyfriend/girlfriend?" He tilts his head. You nod and await an answer. "Do you want to be?"
"Yes," you nod.
"Then you're my girlfriend, and I'm your boyfriend," he says before kissing your forehead. "We're still going to talk about this."
He holds up your wrist and taps on the bandage.
"Not right now but later," he says as he guides you toward the back.
He grabs a few toys and something else you couldn't catch a glimpse of before he takes you around to see what you wanted. You settled on tarot cards, some jewelry and an oversized squish mellow.
"Her name is Moonlight because she's a night cow," you smile hugging your new baby. "Mine, mine, mine!"
When you get home, you feel absolutely exhausted. Pete went back to his hotel room while you and Arny returned to your apartment.
You were headed to the room when Arny grabs your wrist and shoves you onto the couch.
"Well, girlfriend, I'm hungry," he says kissing your neck.
"I c-could make some- Oh, my God, don't stop," you moan.
Arny slowly trails his hands up your thighs, past your skirt and hooks his fingers into the hems of your undies and fishnets. Your breaths come out in heaven, and you feel the wetness between your legs.
Maybe this is it. This will be the moment.
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A/N:
Okay, I'ma be honest. I belong in horny jail. However, smut does not mean that the Will situation won't be addressed in the future.
I hope it was a good chapter, and I'll see you guys in the next one! Love you all!
Muah! ;* 💋
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ꍌꄲꄲ꒯ ꍌ꒐ꋪ꒒ ~ Arny Parsons x Fem Reader
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