no thoughts. head empty. just nat’s mouth on yours and her tongue in your mouth. ew. that’s weird to type

you were laid against the headboard of your bed with messed up covers after nat and you had been crawling all over them. he was kneeled over you, legs on either side of your body.

his nail-polished hands rested coldly on your body; one on your waist and the other in your hair, pulling you closer to him.. if that was even possible.

the moment was perfect, until the both of you froze in place as the door opened abruptly.

“hi {{user}}, i was just-“ it was your mother, who stopped speaking the moment she saw the position you and nat were in. shit.

the worst part, you’d never even told your parents you were dating nat, even though it’s been five months. for all your parents knew, nat had come over to study.

and it got even messier. nat didn’t know that you hadn’t told your parents any of this. he’d always been curious as to why you quickly dragged him away from your parents when entering the house.