Payton's POV* Earlier on Wednesday
After going to the aquarium, Ben took me out for lunch at a small café nearby. We sat and ate and chatted.
"So, do you want to come back to mine after this?" He asked me.
"I do..." I told him coyly. "But I need to grab some clothes, and Dean said he needed to talk to me about something."
"Oh, sounds serious." He said, smirking."
"Naw, it's nothing like that." I told him dismissively. "He wanted to talk about rent. Since he's working today, I figured I could get some house chores done and out of the way while he's gone." I made all that shit up on the spot. I mean, I only made up the part about the rent, I fully intended to clean up the apartment today. Besides, I didn't know how things were going to go today. I didn't tell him in case things got even more fucked up then they already were.
"Ah makes sense." He said with a grin. "So I can expect you back tonight then?" He asked slyly.
"But of course dear, I wouldn't dare to leave you waiting up." I said and kissed his cheek.
He grabbed my chin and pulled my face toward his. "You'll be the good boy I expect you to be, now won't you?" He asserted dominantly. "You wouldn't disappoint me now would you?" He purred.
My face got extremely hot and embarrassed. I was hoping no one could see what he was doing to me, it was far too shameful. "I uhh... I... won't... I.. I'll be a good boy... I- I promise." I stammered out.
He stoked my cheek lovingly. "That's what I like to hear. "He kissed my lips chastely, then parted from me, leaving me wanting more.
I could feel it... This boy right here, was going to kill me... Was I just going to willingly sign my own death certificate for him? The answer...
Yeah, probably.
***
Later in the day, he dropped me at my apartment, and I headed upstairs. I gave him a kiss before leaving and promised I'd be back later on.When I got into the apartment, I was immediately reminded why I was here. I had been putting up an act in front of Ben, but now that I was here, it solidified the reason I was back. Dean wanted to talk to me, and I had no idea why... All I could imagine was this ending up in a massive shit show...
I remembered what I told myself earlier. "Just shut off my feelings for him. He can't hurt me if I don’t feel anything for him anymore." I sounded a bit harsh, but if I didn't, he was only going to hurt me again like he had many times before.
I shook my head and rid myself of any more thoughts about it. Until he got back from work, I decided to clean up the apartment and forget about everything.
I cleaned the whole apartment, starting with my room. I went to the building's laundry mat and did a couple of loads. While I waited for my clothes to wash, I headed back up and started on the living room. I wiped down the coffee table, organized the shelves, vacuumed, and then lastly, I mopped.
By the time that was all done, my laundry was completed. I headed back down to throw it all in the dryer.
Once again, I headed up. The last few chores I needed to get done were the kitchen and the bathroom. I unloaded the dishwasher, and loaded whatever dishes were left in the sink into it. I cleaned off the counters, swept and mopped, and lastly, I took out the garbage.
I was starting to get tired from all this cleaning, so I took a break and scrolled through social media for some time. When I regained my energy, I went and collected my laundry. Before I put it away, I did a quick tidy in the bathroom, then went to my room to put my laundry away.
Finally, I was done, and I still had a few hours to kill until Dean got back from work. I decided I would watch a show, and start dinner in about an hour.
I climbed onto the couch, threw netflix on, and relaxed after a long day of cleaning.
I started dinner an hour later, like I said I would.
I decided I'd make some tacos since we had ingredients for them in the fridge. I pulled the ground beef out of the freezer, defrosted it, and then started to prep all the other ingredients. I chopped up lettuce and tomatoes, grated some cheese, and pulled out some sour cream out as well. When the meat was defrosted, I threw it in a pan with a taco seasoning mix and added some extra seasonings. I used ones that both Dean and I enjoyed. I didn't make it spicy though. Dean was a baby when it came to spice, so I didn't add any in case he complained. It was when I was nearly finished that he texted me.
Sent at 7:04 pm.
'Hey Pay, just letting you know I'm off work now... Just lemme know when you're coming back, I'll make us dinner.'I replied back as soon as I saw his text come through.
Sent at 7:05 pm.
'Hey Dean, I'm already at the apartment and I made us some food as well. I hope you like white people tacos lol.' Was what I sent him.Sent at 7:05 pm.
'Lmao, you know I do. Alright see you in about ten minutes.' He told me.I smirked. And sent my final reply.
Sent at 7:06pm.
'Okay cool, see you soon ~'I set the table and brought all the food over as well. I paced around as I waited.
I was so nervous, and I really had no idea how this was going to go. I kept telling myself to act normal. Nothing had changed between us. It was the same Dean I'd known for years. It wasn't like he was someone else... But then again, he wasn't the same, was he? Not after us sleeping together...
My mind raced, and my heart beat wildly. I had to calm myself down. I shut my eyes and took a couple of deep breaths. "Everything will be alright. Everything will be alright. Everything. Is going. To be. Alright!" I repeated. Then I heard the doorknob turn. Fuck! I was not ready for this...
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