(Imagine for @operationgeek)
Concept: you are Josh’s sister and you and Simon have always for as long as you can remember disliked each other, until one day when you both get stuck together, things change.
Warning: swearing // very mild smut
“Honestly, Y/N. You and Simon cannot possibly hate each other for the rest of your lives, that’s just not how things work,” Josh, my brother, moaned, grabbing the box of cereal out of the high cupboard that you couldn’t reach, you had already asked Simon but he responded with “Grow a little,” and walked out of the kitchen. “It’s immature,”
“There is so much sexual tension between you both it is unreal!” Lewis chuckled, joining in on our conversion. I just looked at him and flipped him the middle finger. Causing him to laugh even more.
“He just winds me up so much. Like is there any need for the petty little remarks about me all the time? I know I do it back but he practically forces me too,” I groaned. I grabbed a bowl from underneath the kitchen island and poured my cereal in, followed by the milk. I pulled one of the brown chairs out from underneath and sat down. I don’t know what it is that has actually made me and Simon hate each other so much. It can go from stupid teasing around to full on insulting each other, it’s almost like he has rehearsed what he is going to say to me before he has even stepped foot into the room, and then when he is in the room; his eyes never ever leave me. I’ve liked Simon for such a long time, when I first moved in about two years ago, he would show the same feelings but something changed and I don’t know what it was. At some times I’ve though that oh maybe he’s grown up a little bit and we can put the feud behind us, then is almost as if it ticks in his head and he starts again, but this is always when we’re around other people. It’s very rare that me and Simon are alone together but when we are, its normally just an awkward silence.
I quickly washed up my bowl and the spoon, placing them on the draining board next to the sink, telling Josh I am going to get changed.
“Oh my god at least lock the door when you’re in here,” I frowned. I had walked straight into the bathroom, which no one really uses so I didn’t expect anybody to actually been here. Little did I know Simon is stood in front of the mirror, styling his hair. Because I didn’t think anybody was in here, I automatically shut the door behind me.
“If you didn’t know, I’m going out with Tallia,” Simon mumbled, still concentrating on doing his hair. To say his hair looks the same everyday. I didn’t know it took this long to do. “And the door sticks and the lock jams that’s what I didn’t shut the door,”
“Fuck..” I groaned, realising I had shut the brown wooden door behind me when I walked in, as well as twisting the lock on instinct. I turned around and hit my head on the door in frustration.
“Are you actually being serious?” Simon growled, slamming the cupboard door which he had put his hair gel back in. “I’m supposed to be meeting Tallia in 15 minutes I’m Westfield,”
“What your Ex Tallia? Who cheated on you? Not once but 3 times? And I’m the one that had to break the news to you and show you the evidence because no one else would dare do it? Yeah that one.” Simon didn’t say anything. He sat on the edge of the bath, his eyes glaring at me. Everyone thought Tallia was lovely, a sweetheart, yet when I was out shopping with Freya, we saw her having a cute candlelit dinner with another Man, knowing full well she told Simon she couldn’t see him that night because she had “plans with the girls”. The same happened on numerous occasions and it wasn’t always the same man who she was with. Me and Freya and the other lads would take photos of her out if we saw her. No one else would dare tell Simon, they didn’t want to break he is heart. They couldn’t quite grasp the fact that he was being played around, so I did it. Admittedly he shed a few tears and I was the one to comfort him but, why would he possibly want to go back to her?
“She’s changed,” he grumbled, putting his head into his hands. The situation clearly winding him up.
“She said the exact same after the first time it happened, and then did it again,”. I looked at Simon who still had his head in his hands, his legs bounced on the floor, making his whole body shake.
“Why are you so bothered?” Simon said roughly, sitting up now to face me. His face red and you could tell it was stressing it out. “It’s not your life. You hate me. Why would you care that I’m going out with Tallia?”
“I-“ I begin to say but I couldn’t get me words out.
“You wanna know why?” Simon stood up, coming closer to my body, making me become stiff and unable to move. “I’m going out with Tallia because I need to get over you.” He whispered, one of his arms leant again the door behind my back. get over me? Why would he need to get over me? He makes out that he hates me on every single chance he gets. “You drive me insane. How can you not see that I like you? Tallia is my only way of getting over you, and if she hurts me again then at least it will hurt less than being rejected by you,” He voice got even lower, his face inches away from mine. I could smell the peppermint from his toothpaste brushing against my lips.
“Simon, girls don’t like it when you constantly insult them. When you make fun of them,” I began, rolling my eyes. “Maybe if you had made your feelings obvious instead of making out that you hate me then things would be different,”
My breathing became faster as he placed his free hand onto my hip, I don’t think I have ever been this close to Simon. It is getting me all flustered and it’s almost as if my body doesn’t know what to do. “I’m sorry,” he placed his forehead on mine, Simon trying to steady his breathing as well. “I’m scared of the thought of you rejecting me, if I wind you up and get a reaction out of you, that’s more time spent with you. You know I’m awkward, I can’t talk to people normally. I don’t even know how the hell i’m doing this.” He started out at talking at a normal volume, but as his got to the end of the sentence, he looked in my eyes and his voice went back to a whisper, with the hand which was on my hip, now coming to rest on the back of my neck with his thumb rubbing circles on my cheek. We stood in silence, just looking at each other. Neither of us knowing what to say and neither of us knowing what to do about the situation. “You’re beautiful,” he whispered, even quieter than last time. I placed one of my hands on his cheek, the gesture slightly shocking Simon. He dipped his head more to my height so he wasn’t bending over me as much because of how much smaller than him I am. He looked at me for a few more minutes, his eyes flickering between my lips and my eyes.
“You can kiss me you know,” I whispered with a slight giggle, becoming impatient over the fact that we are both just stood here looking at each other.
“You don’t realise how long I have waited to hear you say that,” he groaned, his lips coming into contact with mine. There was nothing subtle or calm about the kiss, it’s rough and somewhat passionate. My arms slid around Simon’s neck as our lips continued to move in sync. There was no cliché butterflies in my stomach, but it was definitely something more. Simon’s hands travelled down from my face, down my waist and down to my bum. He used this as his opportunity to pick me up, wrapping my legs around his waist so he could push me up against the door, making me more his height.
He licked my bottom lip, almost as if he was asking if he could do it, but I wasn’t wasting any time. As lewis said, there is definitely so much sexual tension that we didn’t even realise was there. Our lips carried on dancing together, my hands now playing in Simon’s hair, causing him to let out a small grown as I pulled it slightly. Simon made sure he had good hold of me as we moved over to the bathroom counter so I was still the same height as Simon. One of his hands went into my hair and he pulled my head back slightly, so he had more room to attach his lips to my neck, making me crumble underneath his touch, my heart racing so fast. He layed kisses all the way down my neck to my collar, slightly sucking on some areas, making a shiver go down my spine. I tried to hold on my whimpers but it wasn’t working, it was almost as if Simon is fuelling off of the noise, smirking against my skin. He pushed his body closer to mine, his lower half pushing against my own making me whimper even more, he also let out a groan at the same time as he continued to kiss and suck on the skin of my neck.
“Oops. Looks like I’ve stood her up,” Simon chuckled, looking down at his watch before looking back into my eyes.
“Just shut up,” I groaned, pulling him closer to me again, earning a smirk and s groan out of him in the process as his lips landed straight back onto mine.
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