My Possessive Bully ✔️

4

"Thanks, I'll go try on some of these clothes."

I walk to my room, dropping the 16 bags of clothes on the floor. I jump on my bed.

I get up from my bed, turning on the tv. I press play on Brooklyn 99.

Let's just relax today

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My eyes open, I get up from my bed and walk over to my phone. Why am I getting a text this late?

From Joaquin: Hey can you come over. I need you.

I read that text over and over.
He wants me to come over, at 3 in the morning? How am I going to do that? I've never snuck out.

I walk over to my closet, and grab a book. If he falls asleep I'll just stay there a bit then leave.

I'm an idiot for doing this.

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To Joaquin: I'm here.

From Joaquin: Come in, the doors unlocked, you already know where my room is.

That's true, I still remember where his room is.

I walk up on the porch steps, grabbing the door knob. Here we go..

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I open his room door a bit, revealing a shirtless Joaquin sitting on his bed.

I felt heat rise up to my cheeks, almost choking on my spit.

"Y-You needed me?" I whispered.

His head snapped my direction, his eyes dark and the bags under them clear.

He waves his hand in a movement, telling me to come.

I come to him, standing right in front of him. His head hanging low, his shoulders slumped.

"Is everything alr.." I squeaked.

Before I knew it I was lying on his bed, his frame tall and dark, standing beside me.

"I-I need you to sleep with me" He whispers in my ear.

I felt my cheeks get warmer.

"But my mom.."

"I'll call her."

"Okay.."

He moves into the bed, laying the sheets over me and him.

Good thing I'm in my pajamas

He wraps his arm around me, pushing me deeper into him. My back feeling the texture of his abs.

Oh god, I'm gonna die. He's only in boxers.

I listen softly, his breathe becoming deep and heavy.

He's asleep.

I close my eyes, trying to relax myself.

I cuddle closer to him, falling asleep.