《Hotshot? ~{Tomboo}~》~{Chapter 47}~
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Tommy hit his head and slowly closed his eyes.
"Shit!" I yelled and shot up off the couch. I picked him up and moved him to the bed.
I shook him, "Babe? Baby wake up! Open your eyes, please! I didn't mean for you to hit your head!....Please love..."
I put my ear to his chest....he was still breathing and his heart was beating so he was okay. I moved his hair out of his face and teared up, "Please wake up my love."
He groaned and slowly opened his eyes. I wiped my face and hugged him, "Babe, I'm so sorry. I didn't mea-"
He pushed me off him, "You big dummy! I could've fucking died!"
I frowned, "I love you?"
He furrowed his brows angry, "Leave me alone. Go sleep on the couch you stupid goof."
"Please Tommy...I want to hold you- and I'm so sorry." I pleaded.
He rolled his eyes, "Yeah, that's why you pushed me off you?"
"I love you....I love you so much my beautiful boy." I said and got back on the bed.
He crossed his arms, "My head hurts."
"I'll massage it for you..." I smirked.
He nodded. I layed down with him and slipped my hand onto his inner thigh. I rubbed upward and he winced, "You fucking idiot. My head that hit the table."
I chuckled, "Oops. My bad."
I squeezed his thigh and then moved my hand to his hair. I ran my fingers through his hair and he hummed, "Tell me you love me."
I blushed, "I love you baby."
"Mmmm." He hummed and snuggled up to my chest, "Even though you tried to kill me just now and I should be very upset. And I want to yell at you and make you sleep on the couch.....I love you very much."
I kissed his head, "Im sorry I tried to have sex with you in the shower and I'm sorry I almost killed you...."
"Your forgiven." He said and hugged my torso, "Just tell me you love me again."
"I love you Tommy. I love you very much." I whispered in his ear.
"I'll lose my virginity to you." He hummed and smiled.
I turned red, "Excuse me?"
"I said I'm gonna lose my virginity to you one day." He giggled.
I kissed his head, "I'm gonna take your virginity."
"Shut up." He giggled again.
I sighed, "Hey Tommy?"
"Mhmm." He hummed sleepily.
"You tired?" I asked.
"Mhmm." He hummed again.
"Oh...nevermind- I- I'll tell you later..." I mumbled.
He opened his eyes completely and frowned, "Tell me."
"....I'm sorry." I teared up.
He raised an eyebrow, "For....what?"
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"Today. Me. Everything." I sniffled.
"What?" He seemed confused.
It'd been weighing on me for a little while.
I'm a fucking jerk.
.....My T- uh Tommy has been facing some stuff lately and I was so blinded by my anger that I didn't fully consider how he felt even after I apologized.
In the moment I'd been embarrassed and hurt. He hadn't came...and sure maybe that's not a big deal but- I was gonna ask him to prom. And I couldn't of told him cause I wanted it to be a suprise.
I was disappointed and that one little thing ticked me off from all the others.
I can sit here and try to justify how I acted and how I feel....,but no one can really understand till put in my shoes.
I have issues...don't we all?
Even so....I truly love Tommy with all my heart. And I won't forgive myself for how I acted today. It was wrong and I was a total- butt cheek! Which is why I need to properly apologize and explain to him that how I acted was wrong.
He deserves better...
"I love you Tommy." I said and scooted closer.
He blushed, "I lo-"
I put my finger to his lips, "Nope. Just listen."
He nodded, "Mkay....but I'm still confused."
"I was a real jerk- I- I am a jerk." I gulped.
He hugged me, "Oh babe no. Your perfect, and I love you so mu-"
I moved him off, "Tommy. Just listen."
He blushed, "Can I atleast hold your hand?"
I grabbed his hand then continued, "I'm not perfect, so don't ever say such.....I should've been more understanding of your feelings. And y'know what- I don't understand. I'll never understand how you really feel, because I've never been through the things you have. And I shouldn't be treating you like shit just cause you were afraid. I never want you to be afraid...I just want to protect you my love....A- And honestly...I'm the worst person you could go to prom with. Almost anyone would be better than me. Infact- you should hate me for what I did. You should atleast want to make me mad or jealous or suffer even just a little! So go with someone else....I won't take it in a bad way, but I need to learn to value you for what you are....The love of my life. And...I'm sorry."
He grabbed my face, "Thankyou..." he teared up, "And I'm s-"
"You don't say sorry. You did nothing wrong. It was all a misunderstanding." I said stopping him.
He smiled, "Okay....,but I should have a say in who takes me to prom."
I nodded, "Ofcourse."
"And I want you." He said and hugged my torso.
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I kissed his head, "Please baby, go with a friend, brother, or someone who isn't a threat to me. I don't deserve you...,but that doesn't mean I'm just gonna leave you. So, at least make me feel bad or something..."
He sighed, "Why do you have to feel bad?"
"Cause I made you cry and panic....I made you hurt and...it's only fair." I told him.
He pulled away to look up at me, "That's not how it works Ranboo. I never want to make you mad or sad. I-"
"Please."
He sighed, "Fine."
"Thankyou..." I said and felt relieved.
"Y'know I'd feel better if I went to prom with you..." he said trying once more.
"I-..."
He kissed my nose, "Its fine, I understand."
I sighed and kissed his cheek, "Goodnight my love."
"Goodnight." He hummed and buried his head in my chest, "Mmm."
I woke up and my head hurt a little. I groaned and Ranboo woke up, "You okay, love?"
I shook my head, "It hurts."
He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed my head, "I'm sorry baby."
"Its okay....I already forgave you." I smiled, "And this is our first weekend together! So we'll be together all day and night! We ca-"
He awkwardly chuckled, "Well actually I have to go home Tommy. My da-"
"Fine then." I slapped his hand away, "Go home after you made me hit my head. I didn't wanna spend the weekend with you anyways. And y'know what? I don't forgive you for what you did."
I crossed my arms and looked away from him. He sighed, "Seriously?"
I huffed and he rolled his eyes, "Fine. I'm leaving."
I wanted to beg him to stay, but he wasn't gonna win this- I was, "Kay then go already."
He got up off the bed and went to the closet. He grabbed a pair of sweats and put them on. Then he grabbed his bag and walked over to the door. He was hesitant.
He huffed, "Not even a kiss?!"
I smiled, "Not even a kiss."
He twisted the door nob and then looked over at me. I looked at him and frowned then bit the inside of my cheek and looked away like I didn't care.
He noticed ofcourse and set down his things. He walked back over to me and I tried not looking. He chuckled, "Miss me already?"
"You never left- and no." I said.
He untied the sweats and pulled them down, "You want me to come back in bed with you?"
I shook my head, "Nope."
He smirked, "I can take my shirt off too..."
I blushed and nodded.
He chuckled and took his shirt off. He just wore boxers and he got in the bed. He was so hot.
He has fricking abs! My boyfriend has abs!
I bit my lip and he yawned then laid down, "Whenever you want to stop being sensitive, you can come hug me."
"Why can't you hug, me?" I asked.
He shrugged, "I don't wanna."
I scoffed, "What!? Ofcourse you wanna hug me! You want to be all over me- Don't you?"
He shook his head, "Nope."
"Ranboo!" I whined.
He laughed, "What?!"
"Hug me!" I complained.
"Hug, me!" He complained.
"I asked first!" I whined.
"Tommy!" He pleaded.
"Nope. Gimmie one first." I said then crossed my arms again.
He scooted closer to me, "Lay down."
I laid down and faced him, "Yes?"
"Hug me." He demanded.
I scoffed, "You hug, me."
He gently grazed his fingers over my thigh, "I'll touch you all over if you hug me."
I never lose though.
He always babies me.
I smirked, "Hug me and I'll let you touch me all over."
He hugged me and I leaned my head against his abs, "Your so hot."
"Jeez- Stop drooling Tommy." He chuckled.
I melted, "So your staying, right?"
He sighed and kissed my head, "Tommy I-"
I groaned and pulled away, "Stop getting my hopes up and just leave."
"Nope, not again." He said and grabbed me then began kissing along my neck, "I'm staying, my love."
I smiled, "Good." Then I pushed him away lightly, "Stop though."
He stopped and frowned, "Why baby?"
"I don't want hickeys." I said.
He rolled his eyes, "Fine, so then what can I do with you?"
I shrugged, "Whatever else you want."
"Oh yeah?" He smirked
"Mhmm." I nodded.
He got on top of me, "Take your shirt off."
I blushed, "Wh- What? No."
"Take it off Tommy." He said and so I did.
I took it off and he bit his lip, "Your so pretty."
"Shut up." I mumbled.
He was ontop of me with just boxers. And I lay beneath him also only wearing boxers.
"You gonna be okay if I just- do what I want?" He asked.
I put my arms around his neck and pulled him down, "Get to it."
He rolled against me and I bit my lip trying to stay quiet. He noticed and said, "I like when your noisy..."
I let out a whine and he chuckled. Then he rubbed his crotch with mine again and again while kissing me as his hands explored my whole body.
He did what he wanted, but he always made sure I was comfortable and felt safe.
Not to mention....I enjoyed it...
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