forum Under Seven Minutes // Private RP

Started April 08, 2019 by @blue_topaz

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Gray immediately looked at her, wondering if he should ask. He contemplated several times and the mischievous side won. He offered her a lazy smirk.

“Fully clothed or…?”

For the first time in her life, Laura was speechless. Because of a boy, of course. She’d pretended to be bashful, speechless, shy, flustered so many times. But this guy… he made her actually feel those things.

She opened her mouth but nothing came out, so she closed it again.

“I—well, congratulations, Josh,” she offered him a breathless smile. “You officially rendered me speechless.”

Violeta shoved him back, turning her head and burying her scarlet face in the pillow. "Gray!!!" Her protests were slightly muffled by the fabric, but her embarrassment was clear in the way she kicked at his shin with one foot.

Josh's bruised heart kickstarted.

Somehow, he managed to uphold the thin façade of cool self-assurance, placing an enigmatic smile on his lips. On the inside, he was an absolute mess, a gooey puddle of flustered embarrassment… and it was taking Herculean strength to keep his mask up.

"What—" He cleared his throat to start again, rubbing at one of his red cheeks. "What would you like me to do with that information, Laura?"

Gray burst out laughing, pulling her back to his chest as his body shook with each laughter.

“I wish I could say sorry, but I’m not,” he managed between chuckles. “You know I love you, Vy~”

Kiss me. Hold me. Call my name again.

Instead, she stepped closer to him, hands on her shoulders, stood on her feet, closed her eyes and lightly pressed her lips to his cheek.

With a burning mouth, the girl stepped away, giving him a flirty smile.

“Take me out on a date sometimes,” she winked at him. “I had fun. I’ll see you later, Josh~“

Waving, the girl turned away and when she walked away, she finally let the mask drop. She felt her hot cheeks, her heart stampeding in her chest.

No wonder girls were attracted to him.

Laura, what are you getting yourself into?

"M'not talking to you," Violeta muttered against the fabric of his shirt, refusing to lift her burning face, even for a second.

Josh stood there for a long time, mouth hanging open as he stared after the girl who had somehow taken the shattered pieces of his heart back home with her. Completely stupefied, he raised a hand to lightly touch his cheek, then blinked down at his fingers.

Slowly, a stunned, ridiculously dorky smile formed on his lips.

Will do, Laura.

“Aw, I’m sorry,” Gray chuckled, clearly not sorry. “I couldn’t help myself. I’m sorry, Vy~”

When Laura got home, she sunk to her knees, face completely red, eyes wide. What in the world was she getting herself into? Was she seriously starting to flirt with a guy who was clearly crushing on someone else? Oh, God.

“Laura?” Her head whipped up to meet her father’s. He furrowed his eyebrows, eyes distant, cheeks flushed. He wasn’t drunk, but he wasn’t sober, either. “You’re home. Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” Laura breathed out, standing to her feet. “I’m fine. I’m totally fine. Dad, I’m totally fine.”

Her father quirked an eyebrow, shaking his head.

“I’m going to sleep,” he declared. “Food is in the refrigerator. Eat and sleep well.”

She barely heard him over her beating heart. Somehow, Laura managed to change into a comfortable shirt and shorts, took off her lenses, crawled into bed and took out her phone. Her finger hovered over Josh’s contact before she pressed ‘message.’ She went to the video section, put on a dog filter and smiled brightly.

“Goodnight, Josh," she sang, eyes twinkling, heart hammering wildly. Once she hit send, Laura collapsed on her bed.

"If you want me to forgive you," Violeta stated, half-joking, "You're going to have to give me a kiss that leaves me speechless."

What are you getting yourself into? she asked herself as her heart began to pound.

The moment Josh got home, he added the number on the top of his Recent Calls list to his contacts, his heart pounding with each letter he tapped.

You're being stupid, he told himself bluntly as he climbed into bed, wearing nothing but a pair of loose pyjama shorts. You aren't even over Violeta, and you're flirting with Laura? Don't make her the rebound girl. She doesn't deserve that, and you don't deserve her.

But just then, his phone buzzed on his nightstand. Briefly, he caught sight of the contact name—–Laura.

It took about five seconds until his resolve to keep his heart to himself snapped.

Rolling onto his side, he pulled his earbuds and phone from the bedside table and checked his message. The moment he saw the video—–her sparkling eyes, her intoxicating, mischievous grin—–red bloomed across his freckled cheeks.

Oh my god…

His mouth fell open.

JOSH: awe, now I feel special

Gray immediately pulled Violeta up, trapped her between his arms and grinned wickedly at her.

"Easy," he said right before he pressed their lips into a kiss.

Laura rolled onto her stomach, cheeks flushed, stomach dropping as time went by. No response from Josh. Why was she looking forward to it? Why was she acting like this? It wasn't right. Josh liked Violeta. He still did, she knew it. Besides, what else would he want from her, besides flirting? She wasn't–she wasn't likable material. She was a tease. She fooled around, she was a–

Laura squeezed her eyes shut. No, she wasn't going to think about herself like that. Not everyone was the same.

Then her phone pinged and buzzed in her hand and she scrambled to open it before she groaned. What was she doing, really?

LAURA: Just a little something for calling me special back then~

Violeta instantly melted against him, pushing a tentative hand through his hair. As it had been the previous few times, her mouth was clumsy on his at first, but after a few seconds of absolute ecstasy, she began to get used to the rhythm of the kiss.

Josh felt an immense surge of satisfaction when Laura replied almost immediately. His heart thumped as his fingers flew across the keys, forming a text he hoped was acceptable before pressing send.

JOSH: if I call you special every day, will you send me more cute pics/videos? XD

Gray pulled her on to his lap, wrapping his arms tighter around her while one hand rested on the back of her head. He moved his lips against hers softly, gently as if trying not to scare her. Though she slumped against him and completely gave in, he still kept the gentle pace of their kiss.

Cute. He thought that the video was cute. And that message–was he flirting back with her, or was he truly being serious? Laura opened the camera, raised her arm and took a picture, her face covered by her pillow nose down. She'd made sure her brown eyes had a melted sort of look, like a puppy's. She contemplated for a few seconds before she finally hit send, along with another text.

LAURA: How's that for cute? ;)

Violeta slipped a hand over his cheek, enjoying the faint feeling of stubble beneath her fingers as his mouth moved smoothly against hers. She began to rub a slow circle into his cheek with her thumb, shivering against him.

In that moment, Josh truly believed he was going to have a heart attack.

Cheeks a vivid shade of scarlet, he bit his lower lip before tapping the little camera in the corner of his screen, rolling over in order to flick his light switch on. He hesitated a moment, but eventually worked up the courage to snap a picture of himself, eyes wide behind the slim frames of his circular glasses.

Before he could regret anything, he pressed ‘send’.

"Am I forgiven?" Gray murmured against her mouth, leaning into her touch. It drove him wild, that hand of hers. He decided to take their kiss to the next step. He gently bit down on her lip, keeping it slow-paced, trying to gauge her reaction. If she didn't want it, he would stop.

Laura stared at the screen for a good solid minute. Her mouth was open, eyes wide, cheeks flaming. There he was, Josh, glasses donning his handsome face, freckles on his cheeks and nose. He looked like an innocent sheep, tentative, hesitant, but a hot sheep. The look he captured made her melt. He might look like a sheep, but Laura had no doubt he was a wolf underneath. The thought made her squeal, so she stuffed her face with a pillow and let out a high-pitched sound.

Finally, she regained enough composure to send a message.

LAURA: Oooh, that totally made my night. You look so adorable! ;D

Violeta’s eyes snapped open. Her fingers tightened in his hair as adrenaline shot through her body, rendering her utterly dumbfounded and weak from the sheer pleasure of an action he probably didn’t think much of.

“D-Definitely,” she murmured shakily, pressing her thumb against his cheekbone.

With each text Laura sent, Josh could feel her drawing him deeper into an inescapable hole. Furthermore, he had no desire for her to stop.

This is wrong, he told himself as he raised his arm for a second picture, this one with his glasses (unintentionally) slipping to one side as he stuck out his bottom lip.

As soon as he pressed send, heart racing, he hastened to add a second remark.

JOSH: im very glad you think so :))

Gray took that as a signal to continue. He deepened the kiss, occasionally tugging on her bottom lip, rolling it between his teeth. At the same time, he took it slow, giving her a chance to pull back if she wanted to.

This is enough, Laura told herself. This much flirting is enough. Are you that desperate for another heartbreak?

But she continued to look at the picture on her phone, on the look on his face until her eyes fell on his mouth. His lip stuck out, as if he was mocking her. Though she knew he wasn't, it looked like it. She wanted to kiss him.

And it didn't… feel right. Her best friend didn't like this person. Granted, the reasons were stupid, but he didn't like him. Neither did Josh. And Josh liked her best friend's girlfriend. This was wrong, but why couldn't she stop?

Laura found herself raising her arm up, one eye shut in a wink, lips puckered into a kiss, with her free hand over her mouth as if she was blowing a kiss.

LAURA: Im sure you do, Josh. Im sure you do

They had barely been together for forty minutes, and Violeta was already intoxicated. Each brush of his mouth only reeled her in further, tightening the ropes that kept her against him just a little…. And god, she loved it.

But eventually, she forced herself to pull away, panting heavily.

Josh was ridiculously happy, completely drunk on each adorable picture Laura sent his way. The pain and heartbreak of seeing Violeta in Gray’s arms faded to a dull ache in the back of his mind——for now.

But this was wrong. He knew that, despite the way he was ogling at her latest message, his heart slamming against his rib cage. Barely an hour had passed since his first college heartbreak. To make matters worse, Laura was friends with the other man who perhaps hated him the most.

He couldn’t restrain himself from sending a reply, but he did his best, settling on a simple message that wouldn’t draw him closer to her but wouldn’t betray his anxiety st the same time.

JOSH: XD

Gray buried his face in the crook of his neck, breathing her in deeply. “Kissing you is intoxicating,” he shuddered, “I always dreamt about it. Kissing the real thing, however, is the real deal.”

Laura stared at the message for a few seconds, her heart dropping in its chest. A short, simple message. There wasn’t anything she could say to that.

And she wasn’t surprised, either. Maybe the fun was over. Maybe he had enough of her shameless behavior. Her heart continued to drop until she sighed, locked her phone and set it aside, turning off her light as she did so.

It was for the best, Laura decided. Nothing would go wrong.

She didn’t deserve him. And she certainly didn’t want to feel like a side character only there for the main character to lose his feelings for another girl. Not again.

So Laura closed her eyes and hugged her pillow tight, yet a dorky grin and familiar words rang through her mind.

Yeah, she is.

Violeta found herself actually trembling in his hold, though it wasn’t from fear or anything similar. No——she was far from afraid at the moment.

“You—You’re an amazing kisser,” she stammered, pressing a careful kiss to the top of his head. “Though I’m sure I’m not the first to tell you that.”

Laura never replied.

With each passing minute, Josh could feel his spirits sinking lower and lower. Of course she wasn’t answering—he hadn’t exactly given her a satisfactory reply. But no matter how much he wanted to, he couldn’t cave in to the sudden craving for her masterful flirtations.

Half an hour passed, no activity on his phone. Eventually, Josh’s eyes began to droop… so he decided to send one last message before turning off his phone and going to sleep.

JOSH: gnight, Laura, sleep tight :)

Gray ran his hand through her short, curly hair, smiling against her.

“You’re the only one that matters,” he said to her. “The only one. I don’t care what anyone else says.”

Laura’s phone buzzed on the nightstand, but she didn’t stir. She slept quietly, curled up into a ball, a pillow hugged to her chest tightly.

She took a deep breath in her sleep, smacking her lips together and shifted slightly, sheets tangled in her legs before she stilled again.

Sleep was the only time she was completely blank.

“You have no idea,” she breathed against him, “How much that means to me, Gray. I-I can’t thank you enough. For everything.”

Josh, as usual, drifted off with soft music playing through his earbuds, lulling him to sleep as he hugged one of his five pillows to his chest.

But even before sleep overtook him, his thoughts were a hopelessly confused mess of Laura and Violeta, battling for control of his heart.

Gray hummed against her, nudging her cheek with his nose.

“You don’t need to,” he said. “You’re my girlfriend. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”

“Girlfriend….” Violeta’s smile only widened. “I love it when you call me that. And—You never answered my question. About the fully clothed modelling, I mean.”

Gray smiled against her cheek.

“Girlfriend,” he repeated, linking their fingers together. “Of course I would model for my girlfriend, Vy. Sad it’s fully clothed, though.”

“Gray….” she groaned, biting the inside of one of her flushed cheeks. “C’mon, no more teasing. Ask me something?”

“Okay, okay. No more teasing, for now,” Gray promised. “Okay… what’s your dream?”

“My dream….” Violeta said slowly, contemplating the question. “Is… Well, I guess I just want to be happy. And I want my sister to go somewhere where the other kids her age won’t treat her like she has the plague. If I was to chose something for myself.. I guess I’d like to have my own little flat one day and have people like the music I make from my art,” she murmured, referring absentmindedly to one of her ongoing projects. “And I want a beagle puppy.”