problematic » e.d [on hold]

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aaron's pov

"jesus, can you not be so rough?" i plead, feeling the soreness spread up from my thighs.

ethan laughs, pushing open the closet door and stepping out, grabbing my hand.

we had fully cleaned up and still had five minutes to spare.

"sorry, babygirl." he hummed, making me nod my head.

"shit, shit." i said, stepping in a way that sent a whole jolt of pain up my thigh.

"are you able to walk?" he asks, stopping in his tracks.

"yeah, yea- shit!" i stopped moving and he walked a bit in front of me crouching down.

"next time, i'll be less rough." he said, a laugh escaping his perfect lips,

"next time? mister, after that i don't know if i can do another next time." he laughed.

"hop on," he said, i limply sent my body up, not being able to bend my legs.

"hurry woman, we're going to be late again." he says, cupping the back of my thigh, making me shut my eyes in pain.

"i hate you," i croaked.

"good to know, princess." he says, jumping up, making me cry out in pain.

"geez, i'm sorry." i said, trying to ease the now erupting pain.

"you're terrible." I told him, resting my head in the crook of his neck.

"sorry, babygirl."

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this is an urgent filler. yo, I'm a non-professional football player 🤘🏻🤘🏻 y'know? I can throw like two yards, it's lit