"oh, shit," i sighed. he was right, for once. "i can make breakfast, if you want." vinnie asked as he started walking towards the door.
"didn't we just go over the fact that i'm late?"
he shrugged, gesturing with his hands as he gave me a quick run-down, "you're already late, might as well take advantage of the situation. there's a bathroom right there if you wanna take a shower, and that's my closet, incase you wanna borrow a shirt, or anything. i'll be making waffles."
he gave me a witty grin before walking out and closing the door behind him.
i let out a quiet sigh. take advantage of the situation. i mean, when was the last time i took an off day? i think i'm allowed to take some time to collect myself.
i got out of bed, shuddering a bit when my bare skin was met with the cold air, and grabbed my clothes before heading towards the bathroom.
i put my clothes in the dirty bun and put my braids into a bun, making sure they won't get wet. hopefully vinnie is decent enough to return my clothes back to me and not use them to jerk off, or something.
i stepped into the shower and set it as hot as humanly possible, the heat is something i've grown used to.
i usually use my bathing time to think, but, as ridiculous as this is, my brain still feels mushed from last night. it might as well psychically hurt me to admit this, but god, it was incredible.
lord, does that man know how to use his mouth- which, actually, isn't that surprising seeing as he never shuts the hell up. the surprising part is that i'm the one who experienced it.
a small part of me wishes it wasn't a one time thing. it was, i'm sure of it, and it's supposed to be that way. but, a part of me enjoyed it a little too much. i've had my fair share of sex, but none like that. nothing comes even close to the feeling.
i'm not against friends with benefits by any means, that's basically all i've known seeing as i've never had a boyfriend. but, i am certainly against friends with benefits if it's between me and vinnie.
he's quite literally everything i'm against, and him convincing me to skip work further proves that point. i don't know though, i kind of like that he brings this side out of me. we've just met and he's already teaching me how to take better care of myself.
i guess it is kind of a shame that last night was a one time thing.
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"damn, nice fit." i heard vinnie whistle as i walked into the kitchen, making me snort.
i didn't want to wear the same clothes as last night, so i just slipped on a pair of vinnie's boxers and one of his hoodies- which were both way more comfortable than I'd like to admit.
"waffles on the counter." he chuckled before heading towards the living room with his own plate in hand.
i made my plate and grabbed a fork before following in his footsteps, where i found him seated on one of his couches and watching cartoon network on the television.
my eyes flickered between the couch he sat on and the one to his right, trying to decide which to sit on. would it be too awkward if i sat next to him? or would sitting far away make it even more awkward?
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' ICE CREAM AND CIGARETTES ' - vinnie hacker
Fanfiction"ice cream and cigarettes; my body on your bed, yeah." she's a stubborn entrepreneur, he's a reckless tattoo artist. she loves sex, he loves sex. why not do it together? no strings attached- that is until they both find each other feeling much more...
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