guns&books | johnten

#36 parasitic ideas

》get up we've got somewhere to be《

the sudden interruption of my very much cherished silence caused me to have a small heart attack

looking up from the carpeted living room floor since i had tumbled down the sofa along with my blanket and mug of cold tea i was at a loss for words

too busy eye raping the tall man in front of me i didn't quite notice how most of my pants were completely soaked in tea

only one thing was filling my mind and why the fuck was he wearing skin tight leather pants and why was that so hot?

like i could never without looking like a slut but on him that shit looked expensive and classy

》you better change your pants first tho you look like you pissed yourself or something《

finally tearing my gaze away from those godly legs of his i started feeling highly uncomfortable with my lap all soaked in mint tea

》shut up《

i mumbled as i got up to dress myself

without thinking too much about it i grabbed a nice loose pair of pants out of yukkuris closet

it was definitely too big on me yet i managed to somehow make it work by adding a belt and tugging the fabric in place

since i was going to borrow his clothes anyway i decided to also pick a purple sweater which looked quite oversized on me to make the dark purple plaid of the pants match

i had to admit yukkuri did have some great taste in clothing

one look into his closet was enough to get a grasp on his very chill rockstar feel style

as i looked at myself wearing that outfit i felt a boost of confidence

however younghos impatient yelling interrupted my small modelling session in front of the mirror

with a little extra power in each step and a smile shining as brightly as ever i marched back into the living room where he had already cleaned up the mess i had left

》let's go~《

i motioned towards the door

he was clearly weirded out by my happy demeanor yet followed with no complains

》where we going?《

curiosity was written all over my face as i looked at him with big excited eyes

not sharing the enthusiasm he just dragged me to a familiar black car

determined to get an answer out of him i kept on whining and asking till the car keys slipped out of his hands and i could literally see how close he was to just slap me right across my face

a little stunned at first i continued pestering him till he threatened to shoot me in the knees and burn me alive afterwards but only cause i knew he smoked and therefore probably had a lighter with him

after that i became awfully quiet

neither me nor him felt comfortable yet we didn't dare to break the silence

however when the car broke down we had to talk...or not

in the middle of nowhere we had to push the car to the next stop which fortunately was very close by