▶ One-Shot: #115
▶ Requested by: CheesyCakeCoffee
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"Could you fucking stop bothering me, (First name)?!" (Crush's name) boomed making you shudder. The worried expression written on your face became hurt. "... Baby, you've been calling me for every three minutes. Of course I'd be fuming in anger 'cuz you can't even gave me time to work on my projects."
Once his soothing voice came over, you couldn't help but bit your lip. Your boyfriend sure is scary when he's mad. You know yourself you've given him quite the favors that ticks him all day. You just couldn't find the time to blurt it out.
After all... you're running out of time.
"I'm s-sorry. Hahah, I just couldn't help it!" Your voice was full of joy and breeze. But that just makes your boyfriend frown even more.
"Yeah. I guess so?" He mumbled, facing his features towards the screen of his computer. Gently typing on the keyboard, makes you heave a sigh, but he didn't mind.
(Crush's name)'s boyish chuckles and gentle laughs makes you suspicious. Every time you asked what's he laughing about, he'd flip his screen to another tab and say "It was nothing". Though it was definitely wasn't 'nothing'.
You couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. He acts like he's giving more attention to the screen than you.
"(C-Crush's name) can you lend me the-"
"What is it now?!"
His anger makes you whimper.
So (Crush's name) lets out a sigh, "Damn it, (First name). I'm tired, and I wanna get this work over by night. Just give me your last one favor, 'kay? Then after that, you'll never bother me."
"Okay," although you did hesitated for a bit, you just didn't want (Crush's name)'s buttons to explode. "My last favor is..."
"Is what?" He replied, impatient.
"... to give your attention to me every once in a while." You smiled, then forced yourself to get up from the couch, and made your way towards the room the both of you shared.
He just sat there. Astonished, but confused.
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"(First name), (First name), wake up." Fluttering your eyes open, the first thing you saw was (Crush's name) and his charming look.
"Morning," You mumbled tiredly. Rubbing your eyes, to regain more conscious.
"Hey. Sorry if I made you worried or hurt yesterday. I'll make it up for you today, I think? So I made you your favorite for breakfast!" He cheered, making you laugh a bit.
"... Woah," was the first thing you blurted. Your boyfriend just made you a breakfast in bed. Who wouldn't be happy?
As you were eating your meal. (Crush's name) was still busy, to his phone right now. You're insanely curious about this, but didn't bother to ask.
"Ne, (First name)?" He called out, making you hum in response, "Let's make a deal. If you didn't bother me this morning, I'll carry you down the stairs."
"Fine. But please, tell me what's up with you? You're busy all the time." You muttered,
"Oh, that," he sighed, "I'm meeting up with a coworker. He said he'll treat me a coffee or two for good work!"
Lies. That makes you even more worried.
"White lies. Why do people do that. Lying just makes things hard." You whispered.
"What?"
"Nothing. Hey, alright. I'll accept the deal." You smiled.
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"Aw! You brought these flowers me?" (Bitch's name) purred as she giggled, hugging the flowers.
"Yup." He chuckled, "How 'bout for a movie?"
"Oh, (Crush's name), you're so romantic!" She giggled again, "But, how about your bitch-ass girlfriend?"
(Crush's name) stops his tracks. He knew all this was wrong, but he couldn't find the chance nor the strength to yell at (Bitch's name). "(First name)? She's fine. I told her an excuse."
"Yay! You should ditch her too!"
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"Goodness, where is he? He's almost taking all day." You sighed, tucking a strand of (Hair color) to the back of your ear.
That's the time when you felt your phone ring on your hand. Peeking up a bit, you noticed a text, was from your boyfriend.
(Crush's name) ♥
S0rry, c4n't c0m3 h0m3 tOn1ght.
This makes you even more suspicious. Meaning, what's up with all the awkward letters. He wouldn't type this, right?
Sending an "Okay, be safe." you still can't recover from that bad feeling upon your chest, long with a couple of pain on your body.
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"Welcome home!" You smiled, brightly.
"Good to be back home." He muttered, yawning for a bit.
"H-Hey, did you sleep well last night?"
"Not really. I'll be sleeping ahead."
"How about the deal? Even though you weren't here yesterday."
"... It's okay. I'll do it when I woke up later."
You cheered and went towards the bathroom. You couldn't help but spill tears. You're in vain, but you didn't mind. Hoping this suffering won't last long. Emotionally and Physically.
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(Crush's name) woke up with a huge yawn. Brushing his hair for a bit, and noticed that you were beside him, reading a book.
He sprang up from the bed, and started doing a couple of plans that lasted for five minutes until he came back to the room.
"Hey, I'll do the deal now." He started, "I remembered I have some business to attend to."
"O-Oh, okay!" You grinned like a maniac, as he carried you like a bride. As he went towards the stairs, you couldn't help but grin even more wider. (Favorite color) candles were lined near the end of the stairs as it spread the scent of your lovely evening. Blush was covering your cheeks, as he pecked your forehead, then damped you to the couch.
"Like it?"
"It was a bit lacking. But, it was worth it." You kissed him in the lips, not complaining that he didn't kissed back, "Thanks. Love you (Crush's name)."
"Yeah, anytime."
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Again, (Crush's name) left for the day. Still wondering about you. The way you behave. The way there's a ton of tissue papers on the floor. And when he carried you, you were burning up.
"Hey, hey (Crush's name)!"
"Huh? What's that again, (Bitch's name)?"
"I said, I won the pagaent!" She grinned,
"Y-Yeah, good for you then." He chuckled, caressing the chick's locks. But he felt a pang in his chest- something's definitely wrong. "I-I'll go on ahead."
"WHAT?! I thought you're living in with me?!"
"That's what you thought." (Crush's name) growled, rushing back to the house you two shared.
Hoping you're alright.
But it wasn't just as he hoped for.
"(F-First name)?"
Silence. Just dead silence. Approaching your figure, he gave you a quick peck on the forehead. Knowing you're definitely out cold.
Not breathing, not smiling.
"... Why am I so stupid? Why didn't I notice this sooner? W-Why didn't you tell me?" (Crush's name) muttered, intertwining his fingers to yours.
"I love you, (First name)"