When he saw you staring at his worn-out Doc Martins, he already knew what was up. The blushes and prolonged stares never go unnoticed by him.
He would purposely nudge your foot with them when out in public or would wear them in an outfit you already liked just to fuck with you.
But finally, when he caught you bouncing your leg and rubbing your thighs together while staring, he had to help you out somehow right?
"Get on your knees." You looked up at his face with wide eyes and pink cheeks.
"W-What?"
"You heard me. Now."
You reluctantly got off the couch from next to him and sunk to your knees. You sat in between his legs expecting to give him head but instead he moved his leg so you could straddle his boot.
You looked up at him confused but then he pushed your shoulder down so you could properly sit on it. The coolness of the pleather hit the inside of your thighs, and you shuddered.
"Ari what are yo-" Then he lifted his shoe up to hit right on your pussy. You leaned forward almost hitting your nose on his exposed knee with a moan.
"Don't act like you don't like this. I know you've been wanting this for a long time." He kept lifting his shoe up and down. Then he stopped.
"Take your shorts off. Now." You obliged and quickly moved back to take them off then sat right back down on the warn out boots. The feeling was incredible.
"Now rub your pretty pussy all over daddy's boot baby." He lifted the lighter up to the blunt hanging out of his mouth.
You vigorously moved back and forth, hitting your clit with every movement. You moaned and closed your eyes earning a harsh pull on your hair.
"Keep your eyes on me so you remember how dirty you are riding my shoes." You lifted your eyes up to him. Curls splayed out, blunt in between his soft lips, low hazy eyes. It was all too much.
"Gonna cum-" You panted out. Eyes threatening to roll back.
"Yeah, cum for me sweet girl." He chuckled at your reaction when he lifted his foot up and down again.
Then you came undone, eyes rolling back. There was a slick sound coming from below you.
When you finally came down you pressed your cheek against his knee.
"Good girl, now you are going to clean that fucking mess up while I jack off to the sight."
Warnings: Angst, friends to lovers, jealousy, mentions of sex, drug usage, alcohol usage, swearing
The strobe lights burned my eyes as I danced to the pop music screaming behind me. The night started out with me hanging out with Oddy and Scott, then they had the great idea to go clubbing. I originally declined as I was tired from work all day. I just wanted to pop a perc and order some takeout. Eventually they convinced me by literally dragging me off my ass to go get ready.
Scott made a comment about how I looked like a bitch ready to suck some dick. That set the tone for the rest of my night. I was silent the whole ride to the club except for a single "yes." when they asked me if I was alright. The boys ran off to do their own things after they bought me a drink, and I set off to the floor. I grinded on a couple of girls and guys as I was quickly getting tipsier.
"Hey Gorgeous." A man with cute curly hair and dark skin grabbed my waist to push up against him.
I drunkenly danced on him until I noticed Aristos at the other side of the club. He had a pretty girl sitting next to him and he was rubbing her thigh. I don't know what came over me, but rage built up inside and I felt like I was going to be sick. I wished the guy a goodnight and ran off to go see my best friend. That's when it struck me and I stopped in my tracks. Aristos was NOT my boyfriend or tied down in anyway. He could do whatever he wanted. I sighed while doing the walk of shame out to get some fresh air and hit my vape. Ironic.
I pulled my Elfbar out of my bra and hit it a couple of times, letting the nicotine pull some of my nerves away. I don't know why I was so upset over a simple thing when I was dancing with other guys all night. I had to keep reminding myself that he is his own person.
Time passed faster than I realized because after a while he stepped out of the raging building. My vision was blurry enough to not be able to make him out right away but when I did notice his curly puffed out hair and dimples, my anxiousness came back.
"Hey you, whatcha doin' out here?" That voice made it a million times worse, and I had to blink back some tears.
I waved my vape at him as an offering for him to grab it for himself. He wearingly took it and sat down on the step next to me. I huffed and rested my elbows on my bare knees so I could hold my head up.
"Dude, are you alright? Did something happen I'll beat their a-"
"It's you." I finally spoke, my voice feeling gravelly from not using it in a while.
"Me? The fuck I do?" He seemed irritated with my short answers that didn't explain anything.
"Do you like, hate me or something?" Tears welled up in my eyes and I quickly brushed them away so he couldn't see I was crying over something so stupid.
He seemed to not like that question as he flailed his arms out in front of him in confusion. "What?? Of course, I don't fuckin' hate you. You're my best friend!"
I huffed out again remembering the stunning girl that was all over him not that long ago. She was everything I've ever wanted to be. I completely understood why he liked her.
"When is it my turn?" I sobbed out. I knew that I was already in too deep so I figured I should just tell him already.
He was silent for a few minutes and tried to put the pieces together. After still being confused he spoke up again. "Please tell me what's wrong. I want to know what I did."
"I saw you with a girl tonight." I sighed out making this situation that much more unbearable.
"So? I'm with a lot of girls a lot of the time? What is so different about tonight?" He rolled his eyes and scoffed.
"That is the problem, Aristos! You haven't realized anything you've been doing could be hurting someone! Fuck! I'm in love with you! I fuckin' have been since we were 15." I blurted out immediately regretting my loud fucking mouth.
I shut my eyes and got up from the step, I mumbled about needing to get home. I covered my arms with my hands and walked in the direction of my apartment building. I cried the whole time, feeling the thick mascara tears run down my face. 'I definitely fucked everything up this time' was all I could think as I made my way down the dangerous sidewalk of the 7th ward.
I felt someone come up behind and grab my hand. I screamed and thrashed to get the person off of me. Feeling a huge amount of fear in that moment. I knew I shouldn't have walked alone in this time of night but then I heard that all too familiar voice.
"Woah hey! Calm down it's just me." I turned around and faced the man I just confessed my love to a few moments ago.
I looked down at my feet waiting for the confrontation and rejection from my best friend.
"Let me and Scott take you home. We can talk in the morning, okay?" Tears welled up again I stumbled into him and hugged him. When I felt his arms engulf me, I sighed letting the safety wash over me. Even though I shared something really overwhelming, he was still here caring about my safety and comforting me. That's what also made me realize that I could not lose him no matter what, even if he didn't feel the same.
Scott's truck pulled up next the sidewalk, and Aristos helped me into the front seat. I looked at myself in the side mirror and grimaced by how awful I looked.
"So why in the hell were ya walkin' home inna middle of the night bru." Scott scolded me. I knew he meant well but it didn't feel great that he yelled at me. I just shrugged and played with a loose string on my dress.
"Just leave her be man she needs to get home and go to bed." Aristos spoke to Scott, and he nodded while driving off.
"Wanna come ova to our crib tonight? 'm high as fuck nd can't drive real far." Scott spoke in a much calmer tone.
"That's fine." I cringed at my raw voice, but I knew the boys wouldn't make fun of me for it this time.
The car ride was mostly silent. Scott said a couple of things, but it never registered. My head was pounding and I knew I would need lots of aspirin and water once we got back to the house. I felt some sort of dread in my bones once Scott pulled into the driveway. I sighed and grabbed the couple of things I brought while attempting to get out of his high raised truck. Oddy grabbed my hand and helped me out, so I didn't fall flat on my fucking face.
Scott immediately ran upstairs to his room which left Aristos and I by ourselves downstairs. It was never this awkward between us. I quickly spoke up without looking at him.
"Just forget about what I said earlier. It was stupid and I'm drunk."
I could hear him sigh then Scott came racing down the stairs. He had a pair of basketball shorts and a large t-shirt tucked under his arm. While also was holding a pill bottle and a water bottle in his hands.
"Here shorty, you can slump in my bed or on the couch, don't matter to me." I smiled at him; he was always so caring under the hard shell he let everyone else see.
I glanced over at Ruby and watched as he picked at the chipped black nail polish on his fingernails. I ran off to the bathroom so I could change and wash up a little bit. I didn't want to ruin the pillows and blankets that they had with my shitty makeup job.
When morning came, I woke up with an insane headache that felt like a hammer slamming a nail right into my cranium. I searched the coffee table for the water bottle and chugged it immediately. I picked up my phone and groaned when I saw it was dead. Pulling myself up felt like an earthquake shooting through my body. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and set off to go bother one of the boys for a charger.
I slowly stepped up the stairs so I wouldn't trip myself and walked over to Scott's room first. I knocked lightly to not disturb him if he was sleeping. When there was no answer, I turned to go ask Ruby. I knocked lightly on his door the same way I did with Scott's. When I was about to turn and leave, he opened the door. His hair was disheveled, and he had no shirt on.
"Hey." His voice was rough and deeper than normal from sleep. I blinked a few times while shooting my eyes down to my feet.
"Hey." I replied in a much quieter tone. The air between us was extremely uncomfortable.
He sat looking at me for a few moments and he opened his door more so I could come into his room. I walked in looking at the messier than normal safe space for him. He turned and sat down on his bed looking at me.
"Can we talk?" Those three words. It was so open that I couldn't tell what he was thinking in that moment. I almost flinched and squeezed my eyes shut. I nodded silently waiting for him to say more.
"What was your problem last night?" He was always so blunt that it scared me how he was going to reject me.
"I told you already."
"No, the real reason." I could feel him staring right into my soul.
The rage started to build up inside of me. I couldn't confess another fucking time just for him to let me down.
"That IS the real fucking reason Aristos. I said I am in love with you and I've been jealous of all these women! Is your ego that fucking big that you needed to hear me say it again?" I scoffed when I finally looked into his eyes when he didn't have any readable emotions on his face.
I rolled my eyes and turned to leave then felt him grab my arm harshly.
"You can't just fucking run from this." He raised his voice and spun me around so I could look him dead in the face.
"Why? So, I can listen to you reject me and tell me you don't want to be friends anymore? I already know how you feel so why would I sit here and ju-" He cut off my spiraling with his lips on mine.
Shock was all I could feel in that moment then it was all over.
"You need to shut the fuck up sometimes and let me talk." I looked dead into his brown eyes.
