Still doing the thing?? #32 rickmorty please
Whydid it always happen like this? All Morty wanted was stay in hisloverâs bed, for Rick to hold him, for the old man to at least pretend he cared about him.But Rick was always so cold after they had sex. He would roll awayfrom Morty, grumble gruffly, and the teen would take the hint,shuffling back to his bedroom, feeling so alone suddenly, as if his isolation would never end.Â
Butthat night was different. Morty had enough of this cruel treatment.When Rick rolled away from him Morty sat up, hitting the man, feelingtears well in his eyes.
âJ-Jesus,what the fuck Morty?!â Rick hissed, sitting up, his blue eyesstormy with sudden anger. But Morty was done, he was finished beingnothing but a sex toy to the man he adored. So he didnât talk,instead he hit, wildly and blindly, his frustration escaping himwith each blow that landed, with each tear that fell from his eyes.
Ricktried to subdue the boy by grabbing his wrists and pining him down, âM-Morty what the fuck? What the hell are you doing, Jesusââ Butthe boy was still fighting. âS-s-screw you R-rick! I-I hate you, I hate you!â With each wordMorty grew weaker, finally letting Rick pin his wrists to the bed.âI-I-Iâm done RickâŚ.I wonâtâŚ.I wonât just be your toyanymoreâŚâÂ
The older man didnât speak, but he continued tohold Morty down, and the boy didnât dare look up to see his lover. Hedidnât want to see that cold gaze, didnât want to see how little hecared. âW-why RickâŚ.whyâŚ.why do I have to leave after? W-whycanât you just hold me? ThatâsâŚ.Itâs all I want.â Morty wascrying in earnest now, he felt like such a child. He should have beenashamed.Â
When Rick released his wrists the boyâs heart broke.This was it. He waited for Rick to tell him to get out and not comeback. Waited for it to truly be the end. But that sentence nevercame, and at long last Morty opened his eyes, seeing the older mansitting on the edge of the bed, his head cradled in his hands. Itfrightened him, and Morty reached out cautiously to touch hisshoulder. âR-rick?â He asked softly, his voice sounding foreignin the silence.
âShit,Morty,â the man said, his voice slightly muffled by his hands,âYouâŚYouâre not just some toy to me. IâŚ.Ithink Iâm in love with you, and it terrifies me. Thatâs whyâŚâBut his voice trailed off, and Morty understood then. So Morty moved to sit behind his lover, wrapping his arms around Rickâsshoulders, holding him close, content at last to know Rick was everybit as frightened as him. And Morty didnât feel so alone anymore.
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