Febuwhump day 12 - Used as practice
CWs: Minor whump (all characters are in their teenage years), abusive romantic dynamics (whumpee and whumper are dating), multiple whumpers (ish?), noncon kissing, noncon touching (mostly nonsexual apart from the kissing), very faintly implied noncon, some misgendering
hey princess!
are you ready?
don’t take too long
im coming in a biy
bit*
Kaiki clutched his phone in his hand. Mali had sent the message five minutes ago. She was probably going to arrive any minute now.
He threw it on his bed.
What probably wasn’t long after, Luna found him with knees raised up to his chest, sitting on his mattress with his back leaning on the wall.
“Kai?” She called, worry lacing her voice. “Are you good? Your girlfriend’s here to pick you up.”
He groaned.
“I’m okay,” he answered. “Gonna come down in a bit.”
She looked at him a bit weird but left his room with a shrug.
Kaiki cupped his face on his hands. He was fine. The dread on his chest didn’t seem to agree but he was. It was probably some nervousness because he hadn’t met Mali’s friends yet nor did he know what they were like or if they were all touchy like her or what they liked to talk about and they were all going to watch some movie he didn’t know if he was gonna like. Not the ideal date, but it wouldn’t be so bad. Probably. Either way, it was normal to be a little anxious. Kaiki lowered his hands and gave a deep sigh. Mali didn’t like to be kept waiting.
He took a quick trip to the bathroom and checked on his appearance. He’d gotten dressed an hour ago just to be sure he wouldn’t be late, so he just checked his look one last time and poured some water on his face. But his hair wasn’t... very right. He grabbed a hair band that was thrown on his desk and tied it in a ponytail. He evaluated his face in the mirror, dark eyes looking back at him. There. Much better.
Kaiki walked down the stairs to find Mali leaning against the doorframe, checking on her phone. He glanced down to the kitchen. Stella was eating some crackers while scribbling something on what he hoped was not the table and his aunt was working on something on her laptop.
“Oh, you’re here!” Mali greeted him, putting away the phone on her purse. Her hair was tied neatly into a loose bun with some strands falling in front of her face and she was wearing all black. Kaiki gave her an awkward smile. “Ju and Laura are already there. Let’s go.”
He nodded.
“Bye, auntie! We’re gonna get going. Sleep well, Ste.”
He heard her scoffing, the red crayon in hand.
“That’s not fair. Why do you get to watch a movie with your friends and I have to sleep early today?”
“Once you’re older and responsible you can, sweetie,” aunt Alice cut in, grabbing a cracker from the jar she was guarding. “You have to sleep if you want to grow up tall and healthy, you know?”
She rolled her eyes.
Kaiki muffled a giggle.
“See you later, ms. Alice!” Mali grabbed Kaiki’s arm and led him outside. He rushed behind her.
“I want you home before ten!”
“Yes, auntie!” He yelled back.
“Oh, wait.” Mali stopped when they reached the sidewalk, a grey siena waiting for them. She must’ve called an Uber.
Mali reached her hands behind his neck, making him lock in place, a chill going down his spine. He kept still and closed his eyes shut by instinct. Thick locks of straight hair falled down his shoulders.
She stepped back.
“There. Much better. You should wear your hair loose more often, hun.”
“Okay.” He bit back a protest. “Can you give me the band, though?”
“Nah,” she put it around her wrist, not looking at him. “When we get home I give it back to you. Why, don’t you trust me?”
“‘Course I do,” he mumbled. That got a smile out of Mali in return.
When Mali reached out for his hand in the theater, Kaiki drew it away.
Not his brightest moment.
She looked annoyed at him. Kaiki swallowed the ick on his throat and held her hand. Come on, Kai. This is what boyfriends do.
Mali curled her fingers around his much tighter than he’d have wanted.
“I really don’t understand this,” Julia, one of Mali’s friends, said out of a sudden. She was holding a popcorn cup and sharing it with Laura, the other one. “These guys are so stupid. They should kiss already.”
Mali giggled and put her head on his shoulder. She glued her lips in there and left a kiss. Kaiki repressed a shudder. It sent an unpleasant chill down his spine. He looked away.
And then, they started kissing on screen. It was very wet and hushed and the man put his hands on the woman’s face, preventing her from turning away, and she planted her fingers on his back under his shirt and scratched. Kaiki put a hand on his neck, biting his lips. The ghost of a hand traced down his body, all the way down to his belly. He moved his hand away from Mali’s.
Thankfully, she didn’t notice.
“I always wondered how it’d be to kiss a boy, you know,” Laura said as soon as they got out of the theater. Kaiki hadn’t spoken a word since then, hands in his pockets. He didn’t really feel like hanging out anymore.
“Aren’t you dating that guy that lives two houses away from you, though?”
Laura sighed.
“We’re not exactly dating. He asked me to give him some ‘time’.” Laura made quotes in the air. “Although it’s been like, weeks.”
“I know how that is,” Mali cut in. She didn’t look at Kaiki, but he tensed up a bit. “Some people really like to keep you waiting. But sometimes it’s worth it, I guess.”
“Hm,” Laura huffed, scrolling down her phone. Her father was coming to pick her up, so they were all waiting by the parking lot until he did. It had been dark outside for a while, so he was gonna give them a ride. Although Kaiki kind of just wanted to go walking at this point.
“It can’t be that different, though,” Julia wondered out loud.
“What?”
“Kissing boys, I mean.”
Laura rolled her eyes.
“Not like you would know.”
“Well, you don’t, either,” she mocked.
Kaiki watched them snickering at each other, sitting down on the asphalt. He kind of wanted to go to the bathroom. But he wasn’t passing very well so he’d rather wait until home. It was getting cold.
“Yo, Mali, I think your boy-girlfriend is gonna freeze in there,” Julia said. “Shouldn’t you give him your jacket or something?”
Kaiki ignored the fact that she’d called him a girl. Mali rolled her eyes.
“She’s not a baby, girls. Kai didn’t bring in a jacket because he didn’t want to. We’re already leaving, anyway.”
“Damn, I wouldn’t want you as a girlfriend,” Laura chuckled. Kaiki sighed. He could jump in and defend her, but he was feeling a little nauseous. He wanted to go home.
“I could be a better girlfriend, y’know,” she joked. “It’d help me practice for when my prince charming finally decides to answer the call.”
“Oh, you wanna try?” Mali asked. “I’m not against it,” she said, sounding the exact opposite of against it. “Friends share.”
“Maria, you gotta stop talking about him as if he was your toy!”
Mali shrugged.
“Hey, Kaiki, can I kiss you?”
He shot a glare at Laura. She didn’t look like she was kidding anymore. Coily short hair framed her face, curls carefully combed, as her eyes pierced through him.
“Sorry?”
“Well, I don’t mind,” Mali said, sitting on the ground near Kai. “You can go on if you want.”
“I don’t think I’m in the mood.”
“Come on, Kai, man up!” She complained. “It’s just an itty bitty smooch. It’s not like you’ll be tangling tongues with each other, entangled into a warm embrace as the moon watches you make love,” Mali theatrically hugged herself, making her friends laugh. Her descriptions grossed him out. “Like that movie, for example,” she teased.
“Here,” Laura said, in between laughter. She walked towards Kaiki, offering him a hand up. He didn’t take it. “Don’t be like that, goldilocks. I just wanna help you up. My dad’s coming.”
Kaiki hesitantly supported his hands on hers. Laura smiled and held them on her own as she closed her eyes, leaned forward, and pressed her lips on his.
He whimpered, surprised, and squirmed away.
Laura laughed.
“Don’t be that scared, dude.”
“I’m not scared,” Kaiki replied, backing up against the wall and hugging his arms. “I just don’t want to.”
“So? How is it?” Julia chimed in. Laura seemed to think for a second. A breeze hit Kaiki and made him quiver.
“Not bad,” she concluded, at last. “But it was too short, I’d have to try again to be sure.”
Julia looked up at Kaiki.
His stomach dropped.
“Kai, stop making such a fuss. Are you saying she’s that bad?” Mali scolded from under him, watching something on her phone. “Laura just wants to know what it’s like to kiss a boy.” His mouth filled with dread. He knew what she was gonna say next. “Unless, of course, you ain’t nearly as half as a boy as you’ve been acting to be. Don’t be a pussy.”
He bit his lip, looking away.
Before he knew it, Laura was in front of him again.
“I promise I’m not that bad,” she giggled, cupping his face in her hands. Breath warm against him—too close. He held himself tighter.
She touched her nose with his.
From here, he could see her eyes weren’t black like he’d thought. They were of a more auburn hue, the kind you could see the pupils in even if it wasn’t particularly sunny. He smelled citric cologne from her. The glittery eyeshadow on her lids glistered when she pulled him into another kiss.
Kaiki wanted to puke.
She tangled her hands on his hair, wet mouth touching his. He closed his eyes, bracing himself. Laura lowered her hands behind his head, absorted. She moaned against his mouth, like the romantic lead in the film they watched.
He pulled away.
Laura opened her eyes, blinking.
“Now that it’s getting good? Really?” She said, disappointed.
He looked away.
“Your dad should be coming any minute now,” he mumbled, in a way of explanation. Kaiki couldn’t stand touching her any more. Laura’s hands still hadn’t left his neck.
“Well, Mali’s boy is kinda right,” Julia intervened, holding Laura’s phone. She was blocking the audio mic, the screen a few inches away from her face as if she’d been attending a call. “Uncle is already in the next street. He told us to get near the Gucci entrance so he can see where we are.”
Laura stepped back, dropping her hands from Kai—he let out a sigh of relief—to see the facade of the nearest store.
“Well. We’re already at Gucci’s,” she noted. “Damn it, we should’ve asked him to come over later.”
Mali laughed.
“You should just get yourself a boyfriend of your own, Laura. Or a girlfriend.”
Laura huffed and crossed her arms.
“Just because my last one broke up with me you can’t keep mocking me like that, O Mighty Heart Breaker.”
That also got a laugh out of Mali. Kaiki crouched down next to her. He reached out to her.
“Mali, can you give me my phone? I want to tell my aunt we’re coming.”
“I can do that for you,” she dismissed. He dropped his arms. Kaiki didn’t mind arguing. He got up. She’d taken it to see the time—despiste having her own in her purse, which was two seats away in Julia’s lap—back at the beginning of the movie and hadn’t given it to him yet. He walked away from the group with the excuse of seeing the car arrive.
Despiste the hot feeling of hands on his skin just a few moments before, Kaiki still felt cold.
He sat on the opposite seat to Laura on the way back home.
“Coming!” Luna yelled when Kaiki knocked on the door. Laura was waiting with her dad in the car, Julia being the first they dropped at her place. Mali had gotten out with him to greet his sister.
But the one who opened up wasn’t Luna.
It was Tatiana.
Mali tensed up a little, with an awkward smile on her face. Tati didn’t like her, which was kinda funny. And despite being the sweetest person Kaiki knew, his oldest sister had quite the scowl and she easily towered over them both.
“Hi, Tatiana,” Mali greeted, a bit nervous. “We got your si—your brother sound and safe.”
“I see,” she looked over their shoulders, without much effort. Laura waved at her from the backseat. She didn’t wave back. “You got all your stuff, Kai? You sure you didn’t forget anything in the car?”
“Yeah, I—” he interrupted himself, suddenly remembering. His phone and his hair band were still with Mali.
“Oh!” Mali smacked her forehead. “I almost forgot. Here, princess.” She took the band from her purse—Kaiki hadn’t noticed when she put it there—and handed him his phone as well, the purple case covered by little stickers. The ones she’d put there. “To brighten that ugly color a little,” she’d said.
“Thanks.” He turned to get inside.
Mali grabbed his hand before he could.
“Come on, how about my goodbye kiss?”
The nausea came back in full force, swallowing him whole.
Mali frowned.
“You ain’t upset because of before, are you? She was just using you as practice. It wasn’t serious.”
He looked away.
She didn’t let go.
Trembling, Kaiki turned. He walked down the front step and took the stray curls of her wair out of the way to smooch her forehead.
He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding when it seemed enough for her. She opened up a smile.
“Goodbye!” She loosened her grip on his fingers. “It was a great time, hun. See ya later!”
Mali got in the car, playfully telling him to be careful so the bugs wouldn’t bite his feet. Kaiki waited for it to leave to close the door shut behind him. Tatiana had already gone inside.
He leaned against it and fell to the floor.
He hid his face on his knees.
He needed to take a bath.
Phew! This took me like all day. Next time let's try and make something... shorter. I was planning on doing something quite violent with Dimitri and Nosac instead, but then this idea popped into my head and I was like "I GOTTA do this one" so here it is!
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