a one-shot i made for a private matter but i want to share it here..all context needed is in it.
dennis whitaker was never the type to spend the night. he usually stayed late and then left with swift footsteps and sleeping “goodbyes” and “i love you”’s. but this time was different.
robby had a hold over him and this time stuck to his word about letting dennis sleepover. they had a plan if anyone asked why they were coming from the same vehicle anyways.
while laying on their sides and staring at each others faces, no shirts on or anything, dennis opens his mouth before closing it again and whispering under his breath.
“..no. nevermind.”
he said with a chuckle and a cheesy smile behind it. his grown out hair almost touching his eyebrows and curling around each strand.
robby looked at him with that look. that sickening look that could get dennis to say anything.
“…well, i mean, im scared to stay. are you sure i’m not a burden?” he said continuing to play with robby’s hands and feeling every nook and cranny of robbys skin.
“oh pup, you could never be a burden to me..c’mere.”
robby took dennis by the back and pulled him in, chest to chest. robby kissed every piece of exposing skin on dennis before landing on his lips.
“stay. i like it when you’re here.” robby said closing his eyes slowly, barely able to keep them open.
“i like being here too.” dennis said with a sincerity in his voice he feels like he hasn’t used in a really long time.