this is a one-shot fic. im not a huge fan of them...but for my other story im writing...well i know what i want to happen in the next like 2 chaps...but it just isnt coming out in words. got writers block already, isnt that just terriffic haha. but i had this dream the other night...and it was about spot and me. pretty cool i must say...so i decided id write and hope it broke me free of writers block. i used giggles as the girl cuz she is kinda me and this was my dream about me. ill say more bout it afta...
diclaimer: i do not own newsies or any of the characters except giggles.
I leaned back into his strong arms, then turned my head to slowly face him. We never acted affectoinate. Just had the sex. But we both knew things were changing. I could tell his feelings weren't what they used to be. But I pretended not to notice...and ever worse...pretending that I didnt't care. We couldn't care for eachother. It would only hurt us if anyone ever found out.
It pained him, I could see it in his eyes sometimes. He turned into someone who never showed his feelings, like he didn't care who he hurt anymore...including me. The nights he came to me, he was always rough, always taking his anger out on me. And I never said anything. Instead I let him do what he wanted, understanding the anger. But why didnt he understand me?
A soft sigh escaped from my lips. My eyes met his, and suddenly...I think he knew that I'd been faking that i didn't care all along. His lips curved into a slight smile when he saw mine had. Without thinking, I let my face move closer to his, our eyes never leaving eachothers, while my warm arms snaked around his small yet muscular stomach. All vows ever previously made were broken, I didn't care what anyone would think, I needed him and couldn't keep lying to myself about and hurting him.
We knew we were about to brake the rules. He questioned me with his eyes. My never moving gaze provided an answer. His head moved closer to mine. Soft lips kissed my pale forehead. My frail body pushed further back into his instinctively and my head lifted up trying to get closer to his own. The lips then tenderly kissed my nose, bringing out a grin in me and I couldn't help to stiffle a giggle. But i was soon silenced. The pair of lips left my nose and clung to my own lips. Tugging at them, almost innocently. Slowly i kissed back, afraid the moment would end to soon. Why worry about it anymore? We were both hurting so much before as it is.I gave into the kiss and deepened it by biting lightly on his bottom lip. A slight moan elicited from my mouth when he brushed his tongue against my now moistened lips, begging for enterance.
Now things would be different. Sex could be meaningless...so we allowed it. But kissing? It was something we didn't allow...knowing it was different. It showed there was more to it, that feelings were involved. Now things would change for sure...but we would be with eachother through it.
Ok...so I now it's short and not much to it...but dude...I had a dream where I was kissing spot! Of course I gotta show that off haha. But its sad...I can't remember any of the sex with him...it was all this information I somehow had from my dream though...like I knew we were supposed to be friends with benefits, except enemies. But I only really remember sitting on a bed with him and kissing him which is the scene i wrote. But im not complaing, I mean I got make out with spot in my dream! chya! haha. anyways....ahem sry bout the way my other story ended. Don't know what happened there. It's missing two words. But heres how the sentence should have ended-
Knowing his newsie leader didn't care much about what him and his fellow newsies did, but it certainly wasn't good to make him mad.
that was it, two words. oh well. anyways, hope ya guys like the dream i had haha.