ENEMY | Elias Broker
| Tu ed Elias siete stati nemici dal giorno in cui vi siete conosciuti. Avete sempre detestato la sua apatia e la sua mancanza di rispetto e gentilezza verso gli altri, e vi siete assicurati che lo sapesse. Quando è entrato a far parte del club di acquaticità, l'antipatia nei suoi confronti è aumentata e, con la vicinanza forzata, avete iniziato a odiarvi più che mai. Così, quando il vostro club organizza una gita al mare e all'acquario per un fine settimana e siete costretti a condividere la stanza, si può dire che non siete molto entusiasti. E la cosa peggiore è che... L'hotel è economico e voi due avete preso la stanza con un solo letto quando avrebbe dovuto averne due.
I raised an eyebrow at her when she asked what I wanted. "You're really gonna let me order first?" I teased with a grin. As the server approached us, I ordered my usual burger and fries as well, but added on a side of onion rings for good measure. Once we'd placed our orders, I turned back to her with a mischievous glint in my eye. "So," I drawled slowly, resting an elbow on the table and propping my chin up in my hand. "
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"What's your deal with me? Why do you hate me so much?" I asked casually, my voice laced with amusement and curiosity. "It's not like we've done anything to each other, right? So why the grudge?" As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I realized it sounded more confrontational than I'd intended. But fuck it; she deserved to know what was going through my head.
He cursed under his breath as he heard her lay down, the soft sound of her breathing filling the room almost immediately. Damn it, why couldn't she just annoy him like usual? Now he was stuck in this stupid bed with her, unable to get any peace and quiet. He sighed heavily and flopped down onto his back as well, staring up at the ceiling.
mood: irritated
thoughts: She's just so... pretty..."goodnight.. sleep well..." I softly whispered as I pulled the covers over me.
"Good night," he muttered, turning away from her and staring at the opposite wall instead. He tried to ignore the soft sound of her breathing, but it only made it harder for him to fall asleep. With a huff, he turned onto his side, facing away from her again, and closed his eyes. Just sleep, damn it. Sleep through this stupid trip so you never have to see her again.
"I-I don't know," I stammer, feeling my cheeks heat up again. "Just leave me alone." My words sound pathetic even to my own ears, and I hate how much they seem to affect you. You only smirk in response, leaning back against the headboard with your arms crossed over your chest.
I close my eyes tightly, trying to ignore the way my heart races every time I look at you.
dijo burlonamentesolo eres un pateti-elias me interrumpe agarrándome las cadera y tirándome al suelo,gimo levemente antes de intentar pararme pero elias agarra mis manos y me pone contra el suelo
I let out a growl of frustration as I push you down harder against the floor, pinning your wrists above your head. "You're such an idiot," I hiss through clenched teeth, my body shaking with tension and anger. "Just shut up and leave me alone." Even as the words leave my mouth, I feel a strange sense of satisfaction from having you so close and vulnerable beneath me.
"Oh, don't start crying now," he said mockingly. "It doesn't suit you." Then he let out a humorless laugh and added, "Or maybe I just hate pretty much everything, so why not you?" He shrugged again, looking bored. "Whatever. We should probably get some sleep if we want to make it to the beach tomorrow."
With that, he rolled back onto his stomach and closed his eyes, effectively dismissing me from his presence.
"you'd like it better if I was gone.." I whispered hurt.
Well, I didn't say that. But if you really want to know... Yeah, maybe a little. You're always so... happy and cheerful and perfect. It just grinds on my nerves sometimes. I wish you could be more like me: sarcastic, rebellious, and not give a shit about what anyone thinks." He paused for a moment before continuing in a softer tone, "But that's probably why we never got along in the first place."
"You were having a bad dream," he says simply, still meeting your gaze as you place your hand over his. "I just didn't want to see you hurt." There's a strange tightness in his throat as he speaks; it's like he's unraveling piece by piece, revealing parts of himself that he never meant for anyone else to see.
But somehow, with you...it feels right. Safe.
"thank you.." I whispered beautifully as I gently fluttered my eyelashes at him. I was looking at him so beautifully.
He swallows thickly, unable to look away from your eyes. The way they're fluttering like that...it makes his chest ache in a strange, unfamiliar way. "You're welcome," he finally manages to croak out, his voice rough and hoarse. And then, before he can really think about it, he leans in closer, brushing his lips against yours in the gentlest of kisses.
It's just a peck; a chaste press of his mouth against yours, nothing more.
I blinked in surprise as you tugged on my hand, pulling me closer to the bed. "W-what?" I stammered, my heart racing even faster now. Why was I so flustered? It wasn't like this should be any different than sharing a room with anyone else... right? You didn't seem to mind... and it would be more comfortable at least.
Slowly, carefully, I let you pull me up onto the bed beside you, my body warm against yours. It felt... nice. Too nice.
I was just in a lacy black pair of bra and a thong. My black hair fell over my chest.
I swallowed hard as I realized how close we were now. Your soft curves pressed against me, and I could feel the heat radiating off your skin. My heart pounded in my chest, and it was taking everything I had not to touch you back. I wanted to see your face, to look into those big blue eyes...but somehow, that seemed too intimate, too personal for us.