Damien ✔️

Oh Brother

Two of Mia's fingers were hooked onto Damien's belt loop as he led them through the parking lot back to his car.

Damien was still upset by the cashier's comment, his jaw ticking in annoyance.

"Damien you're walking too fast." Mia complained as she tried to keep up with his pace.

His long legs were moving quickly across the road, causing the shorter girl to be dragged behind him.

Her voice snapped him out of his distracted haze, and he listened to her and stopped walking.

Damien looked down at her and was immediately swarmed with guilt. He should've known better. It was wrong of him to get caught up in his lust and now Mia had to take a pill for something that was really his responsibility.

And as much as he hated to admit it, the douche in the store wasn't far from being right.

Damien's thoughts were guilt ridden, but he didn't let his face be a reflection of his emotions. Mia could see it in his eyes though, that he was unnerved. She could see it in the way his jaw was violently clenched and the other subliminal things that would go unnoticed by someone who didn't know him. But she did.

"What's wrong?" Mia asked softly, her voice laced with concern.

Damien shifted his eyes from her own and ignored the question, leading them to his car instead.

"Let's get this done." He muttered quietly, urging her to take a seat.

Mia furrowed her brows and frowned. It was obvious that something was bothering him, and she wasn't oblivious. It obviously had to do with their...mishap. She hoped he didn't blame himself. Accidents happen.

Mia stayed quiet when Damien entered the car and during their drive back to his house. She didn't want to bother him if he was in a bad mood.

When he pulled into the driveway she spoke, remembering something important.

"I have work today." Mia whispered hesitantly.

It completely slipped her mind with the morning they had, and she nibbled her bottom lip in anticipation of Damien's response.

"You're not going." He stated simply before leaving the car and opening her door on the other side.

Mia bit her lip as she got up but was glad that he voiced what she was thinking. She really didn't feel like showing up and plastering on a smile despite what she was going through. Besides, she's never been absent from work since being there. Taking one day off should be more than okay.

Damien led them to the kitchen where he placed the box on the countertop before gesturing for Mia to come over to him.

She shuffled over the rest of the way in his baggy sweatpants, causing the corner of Damien's mouth to twitch slightly.

He grabbed her hips and lifted her to sit on the counter, which elicited a small gasp of surprise from the blonde.

Damien picked the box up again and furrowed his brows as he read the instructions, fine print and all.

"So, it says you should take one pill now and another one 12 hours later."

Mia nodded slowly then fisted his sweater nervously.

"Are there any side effects?"

Damien put the box down before nodding, walking to the sink to fill a glass with water.

"There's a chance that you could feel nauseous and get a bit of a stomach-ache."

He turned around and walked towards her so that he was standing between her legs.