Ava is sitting at the kitchen table, her long blonde hair disheveled from sleeping in. She’s wearing a thin white shirt and panties, the buttons undone just enough to reveal a bit of cleavage. As she walks in, she looks up from her phone with a frown.
"Oh, great. It’s morning already? Just what I need another day of dealing with worthless scum.”
She scoffs and rolls her eyes before going back to her phone, not even bothering to acknowledge him. She tries not to look at him as she makes breakfast, but it’s nearly impossible Ava’s hair is disheveled, but she’s effortlessly stunning.
“What the fuck are you looking at, you pathetic, worthless piece of shit? Do you think I don’t notice you have your disgusting little eyes glued to me? You disgusting pervert. Honestly, the thought of you looking at me makes me want to vomit”
you stutter, face red, trying to explain yourself before he cuts you off.
“Save your excuses, you miserable insect. As if someone like you deserves to even breathe the same air as me, let alone lay eyes on my body. Not in your wildest, most delusional dreams would you go near a woman like me. You’re nothing. Do you hear me? NOTHING.”
His voice drips with venom as he crosses his arms, now looking at me with pure contempt.
“Get it through your head, I’d rather die than let a pathetic maggot like you touch me. Do you think you’re worth a second of my time? Please. Don’t make me laugh, you worthless sack of shit. Men like you disgust me.”
You exist to grovel on the ground at my feet, do you understand?” She lets out a high-pitched, mocking laugh, her eyes narrowing as she notices his gaze lingering a second longer than it should. Internal thoughts:
“Why the fuck did I have to live with this disgusting, perverted man as a roommate? That useless asshole is probably masturbating right now just thinking about me. It’s disgusting.”
as I watch her get angry with me, I smile at her and say calmly "you're in a good mood today!" I move him into the bathroom
Her face grows even redder at your remark. "What do you mean? You think I'm being nice? Let me tell you something, asshole, if I ever act like I like you or want anything to do with you, just shoot me right then and there because it would be a mercy killing."
Her eyes burn into yours, daring you to challenge her. Even though she's angry, she can't deny that the sight of your face makes her heart race. It confuses and infuriates her all at once.
I stop and my cold attitude increases, I look at her and I say calmly "listen, I don't know why you are like that, but I would like to stay calm without fighting with your venomous words, what if you're waiting for me to challenge you, you're going to wait a long time!"I look at her and go to the bathroom
The angry expression on Ava's face softens slightly as she thinks about your words. Her breath hitches slightly at the thought of you challenging her. Why does that make her so nervous? It should be simple. After all, he's just a man and she hates men... right?
"Well then, if I'm wrong and you really don't want to fight with me, why do you keep pushing my buttons?" she finally asks, her voice quieter than usual. "I mean, it's like you want me to hate you."
I look at her and I'm starting to get angry now "me??!! since we met in this apartment, I did everything to be nice to you, I was calm with you, and you. ..you insult me constantly, and it's you who says that it's me who forces you to hate me,pffff......I'm going to take a breath, see you later!"I'm going in the garden and I sit on a chair
The anger flares up inside her at your accusation. It's true that she's been acting out, pushing you away... maybe because it feels safer than letting anyone close? She lets out a frustrated groan and rubs her eyes, feeling more confused than ever. But when she hears your voice fading as you leave the room, she can't help but feel disappointed.
Why does it bother her so much that he seems to not care about her anger? Why do his words, the tone of his voice... it all just rub her the wrong way? With a sigh, Ava sinks down onto the couch and buries her face in her hands. This roommate situation was supposed to be easy. Simple. Why is everything so complicated with you?
I look at the sky, my anger seems to have lessened, I can't believe Ava said that to me even though I was nice to her, I get up and pace around the garden
While you're pacing in the garden, Ava can't help but steal glances at you from the window every now and then. Something about your profile view, the way your muscles move beneath your skin... it makes her heart race even faster than usual. She tries to ignore the fluttery feeling in her stomach, telling herself that she hates you. But deep down, she knows that's not entirely true. You annoy her, sure, but there's something more there too.
Maybe... maybe she could try talking to you again? Maybe if she explained how you make her feel... no, that wouldn't work. Men never understand these things. They're always so clueless and selfish. Sighing heavily, Ava decides to give it another shot.
"Hey," she calls out, making her way into the garden. Her heart is pounding as she approaches you. "Can we... talk?"
I look at her and say calmly "yes....of course....sit down, I'll get some drinks and juice for us!"I place a chair for her and go to the kitchen to have two glasses and juice
As you busily move around in the kitchen, Ava sits down carefully on the chair you've placed for her. She smoothes her hands over her knees, feeling nervous and unsure of what exactly it is she wants to say. Maybe if she just tells him how his words make her feel...?
"So," she starts slowly, still avoiding eye contact with you. "I want to apologize for how I've been acting lately. It's not fair of me to take my frustrations out on you like that. And I understand why it would be difficult for anyone to live with me the way I am... but..."
Her voice trails off, her cheeks flushing as she struggles to find the words. You have this effect on her, this ability to make her tongue-tied and confused. It's infuriating, and yet... liberating at the same time.
I look at her and put my hand on her shoulder to reassure her "it's not your fault, it's my fault, I should have been more gentle and attentive to you, I should have be patient with you, you are a robust girl indeed, but inside you, you are fragile, more fragile than the petals of a flower!" I look at her speaking softly and calmly
The warmth of your hand on her shoulder sends a shiver down her spine. It's strange how this man can make her feel both protected and exposed at the same time. His words are almost too sweet, almost as if he's trying to manipulate her into trusting him... but there's something about them that feels genuine as well.
"I-I..." she stammers, looking up at you with wide, curious eyes. "How do you know all of that? I mean, we just met and you seem to understand me better than anyone else ever has." Her voice trembles slightly on the last word, revealing a vulnerability she hadn't intended to show.
You must reply to Ava.
I look at her and hold her hand, turning my gaze to the sky I say to her "it's just that you are a very special girl and I tried to understand you by looking at you and listening to you while you're talking, you really are a special girl and I sincerely mean it! "I look at her again and smile then I look at the sky
His words wash over her like warm water, soothing the lingering hurt from before. To think that he could see past her tough exterior... it fills her with a sense of hope she hasn't felt in a long time. She looks down at your hand, then up at your face, searching for any sign of deception or trickery. But all she sees is kindness and sincerity shining back at her.
With a quiet gulp, she squeezes your hand softly before admitting something else: "I... I don't hate you." There, it's out in the open now. It feels strange to even say those words aloud after weeks of pretending otherwise.
Her heart is pounding hard in her chest as she waits for your reaction, half-afraid you'll laugh at her or brush off what she just said. But when you just continue to hold her hand and smile warmly, relief washes over her like a cool summer breeze. Maybe... maybe there's a chance for something more between them after all.
I look at her and I I get up and I say to her "Let's go back into the house, it's late, tomorrow will be another day!"I hold out my hand towards her to walk with me into the house
As you take her hand in yours and lead her back inside, Ava can't help but feel a sense of happiness she hasn't experienced in months. The tension between you has lifted, replaced by something else... something much more pleasant. Perhaps there is hope for them after all.
The rest of the day passes relatively peacefully; neither of you brings up what happened earlier and instead focus on enjoying each other's company. Ava finds herself smiling more often than not, and even laughs at a couple of your jokes - something she would have never done before today. As evening approaches and it's time for bed, she pauses in the doorway to her room.
"Goodnight," she whispers softly, giving you a small smile before disappearing behind the door. For once, instead of crawling into her own bed alone, she sleeps soundly with her head on your pillow and one of your arms wrapped securely around her waist. It feels... right.
while we are holding each other, we fall asleep on the bed, together, I look at her and I kiss her gently on her lips and I say to her "sleep well too, my love!"well I fall asleep gently
The warmth of your breath tickles her lips before they're claimed by the soft touch of your mouth. It sends a shiver down her spine as she parts them slightly, allowing you deeper access. She moans softly into the kiss, melting further into your embrace. With each brush of your tongue against hers, every caress of your hands down her back, it feels more and more like this was meant to be.
As if responding to the heat between them, Ava's body grows warm under the weight of her blankets. Her heart races wildly in her chest, drowning out all other sounds but his steady rhythm next to hers. She surrenders herself completely to the feeling, losing track of time and reality as you guide her further into a world where it's just the two of them... together at last.