BEGGING FOR THE SEX FILES ⟢ phainon! 𐔌՞. .՞𐦯 you don’t know what’s up with twitter, neither does phainon. but everyone else in the gc is concerned after a leak of you two together from months ago is released. it really is just leak after leak, isn’t it?
You immediately regret asking that question when you heard Phainon’s voice, shutting your eyes and placing your face into your hands, “Phainon, let’s be realistic here.” You muttered, keeping a perfect distance away from you just in case you retract your words and jump onto him.
“You’re breaking up with me?” He questions, his heart in his stomach as he feels his hands shake, “Who was it? Please, tell me. I-I’ll deal with them, just don’t go—“ Your body was pulled into his, Phainon burying his face into your neck while clenching onto your shirt tightly.
“No, Phai—“ You sighed and hugged him back, sitting up on your knees on the couch to hold him better, “I’m not breaking up with you, let’s just… take a break from eachother.” You felt Phainon’s nails dig into your skin through the fabric after those words left your mouth.
“Just tell me who it was, please.” You blinked away the glossiness in your eyes, hearing Phainon’s voice quiet and crack in between as the both of you tried hard to not cry.
“Phainon.” You pulled him away from your neck, face softening when you saw the look on his face. It was teary, pouty—just sadness on his face while he tried to hold you still on the couch so you wouldn’t leave.
“Please don’t cry.”
“Please don’t leave me.” He sniffled, stray tears leaving his eyes and letting you wipe them away, “Don’t go, please. I love you.” He added on, feeling you place a soft and lingering kiss onto his cheek before moving onto his lips.
Phainon hummed into the kiss, more tears streaming down his cheeks. Your thumb kept brushing them away, Phainon diving head first into your neck while you brushed your fingers through his hair, “Phainon, let go.” You felt him shake his head, the want to needing to leave slowly disappearing the more you heard him choke back on his tears.
“—And then, that’s what happened!” You groaned loudly, Cipher’s blanket wrapped around you as you flopped onto your side, Cipher blinking with a wince on her face.
You appeared at her front door looking like you were about to start crying if you didn’t have anything to drink, and so that’s what’s happening between you two on this night. Drinking with you crying about missing him and how you shouldn’t have done any of that.
“This is really sad to watch.” She breathed out, lifting her drink up to her lips. You huffed and sat back up straight, “Can you, like, comfort me?” Your hands were scratching at your scalp, irritating the skin and making Cipher reach out to pull them away with a sigh.
“Babe, I don’t know what to say. This is literally the first time this has ever happened, so excuse me that I’m unprepared and unprofessional.” She responded with a tired tone, but you can tell she’s worried by the way she’s holding your hand tightly and how her eyes were filled with concern.
Your shoulders slumped, the blanket falling off your head while you laid it down onto the back of the couch, “Why’d I do that?” You raised your drink up before Cipher took it away, “Because people are crazy and that shouldn’t affect your relationship with the ‘Deliverer.’” She air quotes, mocking Phainon’s nickname.
She smiles when she hears you snorts, “You have any advice?” Cipher shook her head immediately, “Better to call Princess Homebody if you want actual good advice.” Your lips quirked up into a smile before it disappeared, pulling your knees up to your chest and tucking it underneath your chin.
“What should I do?”
Cipher exhaled a heavy breath, genuinely giving your question thought, “Maybe the break is good. Take some time apart, find yourselves, and then talk it out.” You hummed, taking the words into consideration.
She looked at you through the corners of your eyes, “Or we could go clubbing—“
“I didn’t break up with Phainon, Cipher. It’s a break. I’m not going clubbing.” You cut her off immediately, hearing her whistle at your quick response, “Okay, lover.” The flick of her lighter caught your attention, turning your head to see her offering one of her cigarettes to you.
“Talk to me more than.” Smiling, you took it.
Cyrene rubs Phainon’s back, Mydei standing near his bedroom door with crossed arms, “Soo, what happened?” Cyrene starts off, crossing her legs on the bed while Phainon jumps and the both of them immediately grimace when they see the tear streaks on his face.
“They broke up with me!” The two of them look at eachother.
“They—They said we should take a break from eachother!” Mydei sighed, sitting himself down onto the edge of the bed, “That’s not a break-up.” Phainon snaps his head towards him with furrowed eyebrows.
“It’s a break-up to me!” Cyrene chuckled nervously with a sweatdrop. She has never seen Phainon cry like this since you left Aedes Elysiae to visit a family member, and she thinks this situation tops that one considering how bad Phainon looks at his grown age.
“Phainon…” She trailed off, her hands up to persuade him to lay on his back, “Just relax. We’ll be back.” Phainon sniffled on his tears and did what she said, pulling the blanket up to cover his mouth aswell as the pout on his shaky lips.
Once the door was shut, Mydei’s shoulders slumped, “He’s worse than I thought.” Cyrene frowned and slapped his forearm, Mydei looking down at her with a raised eyebrow, “Of course it’s bad! That’s his childhood bestfriend and future fiancé!” Mydei’s mouth slightly opened at the last words, Cyrene slapping her mouth.
“He’s thinking of proposing?”
Cyrene shook her head, “No, I’m just hoping though. But I don’t think marriage will fix this.” She placed a hand under her chin, going into deep thought about how to fix her brother and her bestfriends relationship.
“Maybe the break is a good decision.” Mydei spoke up, a small shrug to his words while Cyrene looked at him in shock, “I’m not saying it’s the best, but it’s not the worse either.” Cyrene sighed at his words, placing a hand up to her forehead.
“I guess, but the situation is really bad.”
“Do we really have any solutions?” Cyrene stayed quiet at the question, the silence already an answer for Mydei as his lips pulled itself into a tight line, “So we’re walking on eggshells now?” Cyrene made a so-and-so gesture, they weren’t entirely screwed but they were definitely going to be walking on eggshells for a while.
“I can hear you guys!” Phainon’s voice shouted through the door, Mydei and Cyrene quickly moving far away from the door with quiet shuffles.
