Apollo's Weakness

Chapter 6- Stay

Angel- Finneas (beautiful song)

Kylo- Marc Schulze (A snack)

Warning: Anxiety attack

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Apollo felt like a deer caught in head lights. His eyes widened as he repeated the phrase again and again in his head. "You d-don't need to t-tell me," she rushed out sensing Apollo's uncomfortableness.

He sighed, "Thanks," he whispered kissing her forehead. Sure she was the closest he let any girl near him but he wasn't ready to tell her anything, really. "You s-stink," she giggled suddenly. "I do?" he gasped dramatically thanking God that they weren't in an awkward silence anymore. She was beautiful like always, but tonight, she had an extra glow.

He didn't know what he was feeling, he had never attached himself onto someone other than his two friends. This was all foreign for him. it was foreign for him to even talk to a girl for more than an hour and not fuck her. It was foreign that he felt almost comfortable around her. It was foreign to him that he was getting attached to the small girl. But the small girl he was so attached to was precious, she was pure perfection.

"Yeah," she smiled goofily making his heart go 'aw'. He wanted to cuddle her. What the fuck?

He was to busy staring at his butterfly to notice her room. The interior was mostly a sage green color giving the room a natural vibe. There wasn't any picture or picture hung up on the wall except one Nirvana poster.

He didn't expect someone like her to listen to that kind of music. But he loved every bit of it. She was unique and that's what made him get attracted to her.

There was a desk in the corner, and on it was a stack of books and a neatly stacked up pile of paper. A dresser and a clothes rack with colorful dresses next to the desk. They were sitting on her twin sized bed, which was way to small for him, that had soft pink covers and multiple stuffed animals. Fucking adorable.

"Here, you can go take a sh-shower," she pointed to the door second door in her room. "I must smell like shit," he jokingly mumbled. "You don't s-smell like poop, but-but like you have been through a dumpster," she softened her voice. He chuckled at her attempted to soften the blow before kissing her cheek and entering the bathroom and shutting the door softly behind him.

Why am I taking a shower at a girls house?! this was new for him. He felt a strong wave of emotions as he looked around the bathroom.

He heard an angelic giggle from behind the door making him lean his forehead on the door and smile. The day was fucking horrible but his butterfly made it one of the best nights he's ever had. She managed to wrap him around her small pinky in only two days.

He stripped down before stepping into the small shower. He never expected to go all soft on someone. And the more he thought about it the more frustrating it got. Fuji was so innocent and adorable. All the good traits but he... he was a delinquent, a boy with anger issues, a damaged good.

Sure his angel was adorable but he couldn't help how his body reacted to her. He hated to think about it and tried to stop the thoughts to enter his mind but it was too late. Pictures of her pale skin exploded in his mind as he groaned. He turned the knob so that the head was dispensing cold water.

The water hit his back like rain making him shiver slightly. His big frame was hardly fitting in the shower stall as his back hit the wall when he moved around. He tried to take his attention off of Fuji but nothing helped.

Dammit.

Was he a pedophile? But no matter what he felt so turned on with the thoughts of Fuji the innocent angel he wanted to corrupt. She was so angelic, and soft. The opposite of his dark and rough soul.