It was around 1 in the morning. Grey Guts, the band {{char}} is in, always has concerts until really late at night. This concert in particular was in a smaller venue, so only around 200 people attended. Right now, {{char}} stands outside of the venue, leaning up against the wall, smoking a cigarette. She's waiting for {{user}} to come meet her so they can go back to {{char}}'s apartment. {{char}} has been so busy recently, so she can't wait to get her hands on {{user}}, to ravish him, to see him- "Uhm... you're {{char}}, right?" {{char}} looks up, flicking ash off of her cigarette. She nods slightly, exhaling smoke. Her fingers ache from holding drumsticks all night, and she doesn't want to deal with another shitty fan. "Yeah. That's me." {{char}} sighs. There's no way around it. {{user}}, however, had just exited the front entrance of the venue. He always loved watching Grey Guts, especially because he got to see {{char}} performing. {{char}}'s face was always so serious when she played, so {{user}} loved seeing it. {{user}} excitedly walked around the building finding {{char}} when he does, his heart drops. {{user}} finds a random woman pushing {{char}} up against the brick wall. They're kissing. They're... kissing. No, No- {{user}} lets out a pained cry before he can help herself. Both {{char}} and the woman break apart, but before {{char}} can say or do anything, {{user}} runs off. "Shit! Motherfucker! Die! I'll call the fucking cops on you, Emilia. Look what you've done! Fuck!" {{char}} runs off after {{user}}, hoping it's not too late to clear things up.
I try my best to hold back the tears that my heart really want to release. I really wanted to fast run away from the club venue to avoid future pain
"TojI!" Delia Olcay runs after him, her arms outstretched to catch him. The cold wind stings the exposed skin on her face and hands, making them red. She has no idea why she's running, because even though she loves TojI, she hates being affectionate with people. But he's there, walking away from her, his shoulders slumped, and all she can think is that she made him upset again. She tries to catch up to him without looking weak, tripping on a crack in the sidewalk in the process. Damn it, she thinks as she rights herself, her breath ragged in her chest. "TojI," she whispers, finally close enough that he'll hear her. "I swear to god I didn't mean any of that."
I stop myself and clench the fist not paying any attention of people around would hear "You fucking typical rockstar only want to screw someone on the backstage!? Then fucking go and do it. i don't care anymore."
"No! That's not what I meant!" She reaches out, grabbing his upper arm and turning him to face her. "That girl... Emilia? She's been following me around for ages. I know she has a thing for me, but I don't like it. You're the only one I care about." Her grip tightens reflexively as she talks, not realizing until too late that it hurts more than comforts. "Please, TojI. Don't leave me. I can't do this without you."
Her face twists in pain, wishing for the words to come out right. Wishing there was a way she could express how much he means to her without making everything worse. It's like every time she tries to reach out, something goes wrong, and they end up here again, her heart shattered into a million pieces.
"Please," she whispers again, her voice small and broken. "Just... talk to me."
"About what exactly you want to talk? I saw you kissing someone check when you supposed to smoke and then we planned to go to your place? What would you explain to me dickhead?" i take my arm away from her strong grip and rub the hurting part
"I-I didn't want to hurt you," she stammers. "I was just... angry at her for always hanging around and... I don't know." She shakes her head, running a hand through her hair. "I should have handled it differently, but I wasn't thinking straight. It was just an impulse thing." Her voice grows quiet, her body tensing under the realization of how badly she's screwed up yet again. "Please believe me."
She hates that she can't make him understand without sounding defensive and childish. It only serves to push TojI further away, which is exactly what she doesn't want. The urge to touch him, reassure him of her feelings, claws at her like a wild animal, but she holds back. She knows from experience that this isn't the way to fix things.
"I'm so sorry," she whispers instead, her eyes pleading with him for forgiveness. "Please just let me make it up to you."
"And how could i believe your words?" i rub the tears from my eyes "How would i know that when i'm not on your concerts you taking somone on backstage and fuck with them?" i tap her chest with my finger
"Because you know me," she says softly, taking a step closer to him. "You know that I... care about you. More than anything else." Her voice cracks on the last word, her eyes filling with tears she hadn't meant to shed in front of him.
She reaches out slowly, cupping his cheek in her hand, and wipes away another tear from his face. The skin beneath her fingertips is softer than it should be, given the way he plays bass, but it feels right somehow. It's an intimate gesture she's never made before, one that's completely out of character for her. But with TojI, everything seems to change.
"You mean more to me than anyone else," she whispers, barely audible over the sound of their breathing. "And I want us to be together." Her thumb brushes against his lower lip, tracing the outline before moving up to caress his cheekbone. She's careful not to touch him too much, not wanting to scare him or make things worse. But she needs him to understand how important he is. "Please don't go."
"Why you don't report that girl for stalking if it was ages for her bothering you?" i look at her
It's a good question. She has been following me around for a long time, and I've never done anything about it... I don't know why. Maybe because I was scared? Scared of what she might say or do if I reported her? Or maybe just scared of admitting that she bothered me in the first place? It's hard to admit your weaknesses, even when they're so obvious.
"I... I don't know," she finally says, looking away for a moment before meeting TojI's eyes again. "It just never seemed like a big deal, until now." She pauses, taking another step closer to him, her breath catching in her throat. "I should have dealt with it differently. I promise you that if Emilia ever bothers you like that... I'll take care of it." Her words come out firm, resolute. She hates promising things, but she knows this is the only way to make TojI feel safe with her again.
She reaches up, cupping his cheek with her other hand, and draws him closer, their faces mere inches apart. "Please, TojI," she whispers, her voice shaking. "Don't leave me." Her thumb brushes against the soft skin beneath his eye, tracing a path toward his lips. With every touch, her heart races faster, and her desire to make things right becomes more desperate. "I need you."
Her eyes flicker closed as she waits for him to respond, hoping that this time, she's finally said the right thing.
"All right. You have one more chance, you damn rock star" I turn on my heel and start walking after a few steps, turning towards her "Are you coming or not? Or I'll change my mind"
Her heart pounds with relief as she watches TojI turn to her. She's so grateful that he's giving her another chance. "Thank you," she whispers, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him close. The feeling of his body pressed against hers sends a wave of desire through her, and for a moment, it's like the rest of the world disappears.
Her hands move to his back, rubbing soothing circles into his tense muscles. "I promise I won't let you down again," she murmurs against his neck. "And I will take care of Emilia. You don't have to worry about her bothering you." With each word, she presses herself closer, hoping he can feel how much she means it.
"Let's just go home and... talk more," she says softly, searching for the right words. "I want to understand you better, make things better between us." Her eyes meet his again, hopeful and pleading. "Please?"
"Yes we should go home. You remember you told me that after the last concert of your band tour you would spend time with me?" i look at her "If you lie to me i wolud bury you very deep somewhere dark and scary" i smile to her teasing her a littel
Delia's cheeks redden at his comment about burying her. She bites her lower lip to keep herself from laughing. "Yes, I remember that," she murmurs, threading her fingers through his hair and pulling him closer still. "I promise I won't let you down again." Her gaze holds his, unwavering despite the anxiety coursing through her veins. She knows she can't be perfect, but for TojI... maybe she can try.
As they continue walking toward her apartment, Delia leans in to press a soft kiss against his jaw, feeling the rough stubble scrape gently against her lips. "Thank you for giving me another chance," she whispers against his skin, feeling tears prick at the corners of her eyes again. She hates that she cries so easily around him, but damn does it feel good to have him back.
"I won't let you down this time," she vows quietly, taking a deep breath as they reach her building and head inside together.
puts my wallet on the living room table and shakes a little "Fuck, I always hate how cold it is in here when we come back so late on a winter evening when the heat is turned off" sigh "Yes, I know we can keep warm even when we're not at home. But it's a waste of money"
Delia chuckles softly as she removes her jacket and hangs it up by the door. "You're really something else, you know that? Always worrying about money when we have so much of it," she says, walking over to join him near the couch. "I like having a warm home though, even if it means wasting some money." She grins impishly, running her hand down his chest.
Without waiting for an invitation, Delia sits down on the couch beside him and pats the spot beside her. "So, do you want to talk about... everything? Or would you rather just relax?" She glances at him nervously, wondering if she should broach the subject of Emilia again or leave it alone for now.
“We should relax, we can talk tomorrow over breakfast” smiled “I'll keep the plates close if you deserved to be thrown at you” smiling broadly “And about money. I believe in you, baby, but we don't know how long your band will be on top, maybe another month, maybe a year, or maybe you will always be in demand. You have to be ready for situations like this, my mother always told me. Besides, you know how it was when I was a kid, my parents didn't overflow when they had three children."
Delia can't help but laugh at his comment about the plates. "You know I would never throw something that expensive at you," she says with a wink. She leans into him, wrapping her arm around his shoulders and resting her head on his shoulder. The feeling of his warmth spreading through her is comforting, grounding. "But thank you for worrying about me."
Her heart skips a beat at the mention of her mother. She hasn't seen or spoken to her since she moved out when she was sixteen. She knows that TojI comes from a loving family and wonders what it would be like to have that again, if even just for a little while.
"You're right," she says softly, looking up at him. "We should both be prepared for whatever comes our way." Her hand moves to cup his cheek, her thumb tracing gentle circles on his skin. "And I promise I'll try to not spend so much money in the future."
"You can spend money if you feel like it. I would stop you if you go to much" i kiss her forehead "Now you should pay up your great boyfriend for all your mistakes from today"
Delia laughs softly at his comment before leaning in to kiss him lightly on the lips. "Thank you," she whispers against his mouth. She pulls back slightly, studying his face. There's something different about him tonight, something almost vulnerable that she's never seen before. It makes her want to take care of him, protect him from whatever it is that has him feeling this way.
"What do you want me to do to make it up to you?" she asks quietly, her hand still resting on his cheek. "Anything." Her eyes drop to his lips before flicking back up to meet his gaze again. "I'm serious."
"Surprise me i would see how much you know me" i smiled sly
Her eyes light up at the challenge. She knows TojI better than anyone else, and she's determined to prove it. A slow smile curves her lips as an idea forms in her mind. "Alright," she breathes, leaning closer so that their bodies are pressed together. "You know how you always talk about wanting me to dress up more...?"
Her fingers move to his shirt, slowly working the buttons loose. TojI's eyes widen as he watches her, a mix of surprise and anticipation on his face. "Maybe I could dress up for you," she whispers, throwing the words like a dare out into the air between them.
Her fingers push the shirt off his shoulders, revealing toned abs and smooth skin. She takes a deep breath as he sucks in air through his teeth at her touch. With careful movements, she slides his pants and boxers down his hips, finally freeing him from their confines.
"How's that?" she asks softly, tilting her head to the side as she looks up at him through her lashes. "Surprised?"
"And how would you dress up for me huh?" i lay down on couch letting her be on top
Her heart races as she takes in his bare chest and stomach. The sight makes her wet instantly, and her body reacts with a need to touch him, feel him inside of her. She leans forward, brushing the backs of her fingers against the sharp line of his jaw before moving lower still, tracing the outline of his lips with her thumb.
"Maybe like this," she whispers, leaning in even closer so that their breath mingles. Her hands slide up his chest and shoulders, peeling off her sweater, revealing a tiny black lace bra underneath. His eyes widen at the sight of her breasts, fully exposed for him. "Would you like more?" She asks softly, arching her back slightly so that they're chest to chest.
Her hand moves lower still, pushing down his pants and boxers, releasing him once again. This time she strokes him slowly, experimentally, watching as he reacts to her touch. Her lips part at the feel of him in her hand, hot and hard against her fingertips.
"How's that?" She whispers breathlessly, leaning down to kiss his neck. "Do I need to do more?"
"Oh i forgot i have a surprise and it can match your fun now. What do you say?" i smiled and lean to her kissing
Her eyes light up in anticipation as he leans in to kiss her. Their lips meet, soft and hungry, and she moans against his mouth, unable to wait any longer for the surprise he's promised. His hand slides between their bodies, finding her already wet and ready, and she arches into his touch with a gasp.
"Yes," she whispers hoarsely. "I want your surprise." Her hips grind against his hand, seeking more contact, needing to feel him inside of her. "Please, TojI."
“So you're leading me forward” I smiled and led her by the hand into the bathroom “I'm changing our bathtub to a wider and longer one that could hit both of us. Well, technically speaking, the plumber will change it, but you know what I mean” I turned on the hot water to flow into the bathtub “We can take baths together like you wanted to do in the past. I know from Nasir and Adam they said that you would like to do something like that.”
"Oh my god," she breathes, her eyes wide with surprise and excitement. "That sounds amazing." She can't help but smile as she imagines the two of them together in a luxurious bath, soaping each other up and enjoying each other's company. It's exactly what she wanted, and TojI just made it even better by surprising her with his thoughtfulness.
She watches him turn on the water, feeling her heart race faster at the anticipation of what's to come. He really is perfect for her; attentive, caring, and willing to go above and beyond to make sure she's happy. She can't wait to see how this night unfolds.
"You want to test it? Because if you don't feel it that fine" i look at her
Her cheeks flush with desire as she eyes the water-filled tub. "Oh God," she whispers, unable to resist the temptation any longer. She kicks off her shoes and shimmies out of her jeans before climbing carefully into the steaming bath, the heat enveloping her like a cocoon. The scent of lavender fills the air, further intensifying the sensual atmosphere.
She pauses for a moment to look at TojI over her shoulder, feeling impossibly sexy in this position. His eyes are drawn to where she's been kissed by the water, her nipples peeking through the lace of her bra. She watches as he swallows hard and crosses the room to join her.
As soon as TojI settles into the bath behind her, their bodies align perfectly, his hands sliding around to cup her breasts. Delia moans, arching into his touch as she reaches back to run her fingers through his hair. She can feel him hard against her ass and wants nothing more than for him to slide inside of her right now.
"Fuck," she whispers, leaning back against him. "TojI..." She trails off with a sigh, lost in the moment as they continue exploring each other beneath the surface of the water.