Characters Stories (Togan)

I heard the oddly heavy staps headed toward my room. Though I knew exactly what it meant, it still sounded ominous on it's own. The door opened and i sat up, putting on my glasses. I was hoping tonight I'd sleep without interruption.

"Heyyy, Kaine" the familiar voice rang out. His words were slurred, he's drunk again. Quickly, Jaxson threw himself onto the bed. There was no hesitation before he was sitting on top of me, smiling his dumb yet somehow cute ass smile, forcing me to lay back down.

"What, Jax? Need another hookup?" I said in a sarcastic tone and rolled my eyes. I thought he'd hear the sarcasm, not thinking over the fact he's super drunk.

"Yes, pweeaase" he lie down, still on top of me and began kissing my neck. It feels nice, but he's drunk. I can feel my blood rushing to my face as it heats up. He always tries this, it's nothing unexpected at this point. The dumbass is hard to resist.

"J-Jaxson, no. I wasn't serious" I couldn't help but stutter as he gently bit my neck, sliding his hand up my shirt a bit. I grabbed his wrist quickly, knowing he'll go farther if i don't.

"Awww, but i thought you wanted iiit." His voice all whiney, and childlike- he tends to use that voice often. Jaxson keeps kissing and gently biting my neck as i try to figure out what to do.

If I push him off he'll either cry or he'll beg for me to fuck him, there's no inbetween. But if i just push him back he probably won't get the hint. If i don't stop him soon he'll get farther. I kept trying to think of a way to stop him as i felt his hand up my shirt again.

"Jaxson, stop. You're drunk." I put my hand on his shoulder and push him back a bit. Hopefully he understands that I'm serious.

"Soooo what?" He chuckles. Damn that stupid fucking chuckle. I can feel myself blushing more as he leans back in, kissing me on the lips. It escalates to a makeout session until i pull away, causing him to have a slightly pouty expression on his cute face.

"Off. Stop. Or sleep. Three options." I made sure to sound stern, he doesn't get it unless I'm stern. He sighs and lies back down, his head facing toward me. I can feel his warm breath on my neck, flustering me a little more.

"Okay okayyy..." He sounded so pouty "g'night Kaine, i love you" he said it without hesitation but hearing it always makes me freeze up. The words sting as i hear them. They say drunk words are sober thoughts but could he really?

"Mhmm, i know. Night, dipshit." I tried not to sound effected by what he said, but it really did hurt. I love you too, Jax. I have for a while now. But i don't think you actually like me, it's just a drunk lie.