Silence. A sigh. Some shuffling. Rustling of sheets. A cold wind across his bare ass.
"Where are you going?"
"Fix your fuck up. As usual."
He doesn't respond. Knows he's in the wrong. Knows he doesn't deserve the help. Doesn't deserve anything.
"Stop thinking so loud."
Hot breath across his cheek, voice closer than he thought.
"I thought you were fixing my fuck up?"
"I am."
He doesn't ask. Doesn't deserve an explanation. Probably won't even understand.
"You know we're gonna have to talk about this. In a non-screaming way."
He knows. Earlier screaming and yelling still ringing in his ears. Unfair, undeserved. Harsh.
"Yeah."
"Now?"
He opens his eyes. Sits up. Avoids the stare.
"I'm sorry."
"You better be."
"I won't do it again."
"You better not."
"Please forgive me?"
"Fuck you."
He nods. He deserves *that*.
"Don't ever do that again."
"I won't."
"Please don't leave me alone again."
"I won't."
"I forgive you."
"I wouldn't."
********************************* END
I apologize for it being so short, incredibly vague and only slightly what was prompted (hey, it is an argument and a make-up!). If it helps any, in my head they were fucking when they weren't talking and talking after the fucking? Anyway, I just had to get this out after I read this prompt... #apologizes
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FILLED: Forgiveness (R - Language)
Date: 2012-01-20 01:15 pm (UTC)*****
He wants to say "Fuck you." He wants to scream "Don't ever do that again." He wants to beg "Please don't leave me alone again."
*****
It's frantic, it's hot, it's quick. And it's angry. It's rage. It's fear. It's frustration. It's forgiveness.
*****
"You're an idiot."
"Fuck you."
"I could kill you."
"Shut up."
"Bastard."
"Bite me."
He does. A yelp.
"You deserve that."
"Fucker."
Silence. A sigh. Some shuffling. Rustling of sheets. A cold wind across his bare ass.
"Where are you going?"
"Fix your fuck up. As usual."
He doesn't respond. Knows he's in the wrong. Knows he doesn't deserve the help. Doesn't deserve anything.
"Stop thinking so loud."
Hot breath across his cheek, voice closer than he thought.
"I thought you were fixing my fuck up?"
"I am."
He doesn't ask. Doesn't deserve an explanation. Probably won't even understand.
"You know we're gonna have to talk about this. In a non-screaming way."
He knows. Earlier screaming and yelling still ringing in his ears. Unfair, undeserved. Harsh.
"Yeah."
"Now?"
He opens his eyes. Sits up. Avoids the stare.
"I'm sorry."
"You better be."
"I won't do it again."
"You better not."
"Please forgive me?"
"Fuck you."
He nods. He deserves *that*.
"Don't ever do that again."
"I won't."
"Please don't leave me alone again."
"I won't."
"I forgive you."
"I wouldn't."
********************************* END
I apologize for it being so short, incredibly vague and only slightly what was prompted (hey, it is an argument and a make-up!). If it helps any, in my head they were fucking when they weren't talking and talking after the fucking? Anyway, I just had to get this out after I read this prompt... #apologizes