Your eyes slip open but they're met with more darkness.
As your sense awaken, you feel something hard pressed to your forehead and something strong wrapped around you waist, preventing you from moving. You realize you're in more than likely this person's bed, and the things around your waist are arms and your face is pressed against their chest. A wave of panic washes over you, the situation way too similar to when it first started happening, and you don't like it. You hate it.
You push on the person's chest and kick at them, although it doesn't really work since your legs are tangled with theirs. A sense of relief washes over you as the person groans and rolls over on their back, finally releasing you. Frantically you rush off the bed, hiding in a corner where you curl up into a ball with your head down on your knees, hoping, praying, he won't notice you're gone. It'll take a miracle for him to be that stupid, but you still cling to that hope. You hear the rustling of clothing and you tighten your ball, trying to make yourself smaller as you start to tremble from fear. You hold back a sob, he always makes it worst when you cry, and wait for him to pull you roughly to your feet by the collar of your shirt and throw you back onto the bed.
"KK? What the hell?" Sollux's voice cuts through the silence that used to be weighed down onto you by your own fear, his voice stopping your body from trembling and the silent sobs from escaping your mouth as you left your head to meet the sight of his imperial blue and cadmium red eyes, staring back at you, concern clouding their beauty and eyes widen behind his clear oval glasses to express his concern fully. You understand why he'd be concerned, he has just waken up to you freaking out. You sigh shakily and stand up, rubbing your face with your hands then shaking your head to clear your thoughts of that night.
"Sorry for waking you." You mumble, rushing to get past him and out of the dorm before he can stop you and force why you flipped your shit out of you because you have a feeling he will and he won't give up being the stubborn idiot he is and you'll have to tell him since they will be no way out of it. You get past him, get to the door, but in one swift movement Sollux is up on his feet, turning around to face you and grabbing your wrist causing you to jump in surprise, pulling on your wrist to turn you back to face him and once again you're looking into his eyes, caught in their spell until you force yourself to blink, breaking the spell. You look down realizing you had been staring, but he instantly grabs your face between his hands, forcing you to look up at him. Let's not mention how close his face is to yours, or his lips are to yours.
"What's wrong?" He asks, searching your gray eyes for answers as if they can speak. You open your mouth absentmindedly to tell him, caught in that spell his eyes casts, before you realize your about to tell some guy who's practically a stranger to you and who's guts you hate, so you decide to pull that face of anger and shove him away roughly. His expression is shock as he stumbles back but you don't blame him. That mood swing of yours is almost as sudden as his, and before he can throw a tantrum at you when he's just trying to help, you collect yourself and rush out of his bedroom and bolt out the door, sprinting down the dorm building's stairs into the crisp morning air. You take off down the road, running like there's no tomorrow even if you know Sollux can't catch you. You continue to run until you make it to his place, you don't know why you're there, you just are.
Then, before you can go inside, your phone vibrates in your pocket. You take it out and unlock it to look at the message. It's from Sollux, the text saying: "te amo". Rolling your eyes at the Spanish message, not really knowing what it means but not that you care about the meaning, you make your way to the door, then panting heavily, you go in.
Once you step foot inside, your shoved roughly against the wall. This is going to be a long day.
