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PASR: The Fluff	By : Kailean Category: Comics > Squee! Views: 1719 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Fluff: Chapter Three

Squee's POV

As soon as the door closed behind me I felt the tears fall for some generically exaggerated number of times that day. I let my body collapse onto my bed, and attempted to hide from what I had just done beneath the covers. Of course, it didn't work because my heart and mind were under there with me. And they were arguing with each other.

It was for the best. My mind understood that, but my heart kept reminding me of the look on Pepito's face. I irritably tossed the blankets from my upper body, and resolutely wiped the tears from my cheeks. I was so angry at myself for being so very weak, not just now, but last night as well. I hadn't considered what it would mean. Wait, that's not entirely true. I had purposefully thrown all of the repercussions for myself to the wind. I hadn't even thought about the consequences for Pepito until after it was over.

I guess I had assumed that there wouldn't be any. He is the Antichrist. He's had sex with so many people that he's probably lost count. He lost his virginity to some random follower at a Satanic rite commemorating his thirteenth birthday. How could it still be meaningful after all that? I had expected him to simply brush it aside as just another fuck, but instead he'd been treating me like I was one of the very few actual girlfriends he has had.

That was, well, ridiculous. He had to know as well as I did that we could never have a romantic relationship. Maybe he just felt obligated because we're such close friends and it was my first time “going all the way”. But then, why had he seemed so upset when I told him that he didn't have to act that way? I felt like the biggest jerk in the world. I had hurt him so much lately.

That sinking, empty feeling was back in the pit of my stomach. I felt almost as if I was going to throw up, but that would mean leaving my bedroom. I couldn't face him again, not just yet. So I took a few of my prescription sleeping pills that I only need when Pepito and I are sleeping in separate rooms. I think the nightmares are afraid of him. I cried softly, waiting for a little slice of death to overtake me.

Some indiscernible amount of time later I was forcefully pulled from a dreamless sleep by my roommate knocking on the door and calling my name. I was barely conscious, and no where near thinking straight, so I let him go unanswered rather than try to make some sort of sense out of the situation. I closed my eyes as sleep tried to claim me once again, but then the door creaked open. I heard boots padding gently across the carpeted floor, almost as if he was trying not to wake me, though I knew this was not the case.

I forced my eyes open as I felt him sit down on the bed with his back to me. His hand reached out to my night-stand to lift and examine the pills. The bed moved slightly when he released a forlorn sigh. “Todd.” My name lingered as he put the pills back. I wasn't sure if he knew I was awake.

“I'm sorry. I....I should have known that you would regret it. I didn't mean to take advantage of you.” The sincerity and pain in his voice was too much.

“You didn't.” I interjected firmly. “You don't have anything to be sorry about.”

As he turned to face me, I made myself sit up against the head broad, although the sleeping pills were still trying to do their job. “I didn't mean to be so abrupt earlier. I'm not upset with you. I just...didn't expect you to react the way you did.”

“How did you expect me to react, Amigo?” He actually sounded a little affronted. An angry Pepito can be a pretty scary thing, though I've rarely been on the receiving end of that anger.

“I dunno. Minimally?” I flashed him a small humorous smile, but it probably came out bittersweet.

“Since when have I ever reacted in any way minimally toward you? Is that what you want?”

I looked down, breaking his gaze shamefully. “No, but I don't want to mess up all your plans either.” I wasn't exactly counting down to Dooms Day like party guests count down to the New Year, but it was going to happen eventually anyway, right? Who knew what would happened to Pepito if he deviated from the plan?

His eyes softened, and his mouth formed a sad little smile. “Let me worry about that, okay?”

I didn't know what to say. I was still not thinking clearly, and could feel my eyes start to close. When my lids hit each other, new tears slid from beneath them. I pried them back open in time see Pepito kick off his boots, and crawl across the remaining space to me. I felt the back of his fingers gently wipe the salty liquid from my face before moving up to sweep my long bangs aside. He joined me under the dark green comforter, pulling me down to lay against his chest.

I felt a vague need to argue with him, but I was just too exhausted. He was too comfy. I decided, or let the chemicals in the pills decide, to put the rest of that conversation off until I was coherent enough to have it. I snuggled closer and breathed in his scent deeply as I felt myself start to drift away, this time much more contently. I felt Pepito's arm curl around my back as a feathery kiss was placed on my forehead. His mouth made subtle movements that might have been whispered words, but I was too far gone to make them out.
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