TW
Lights flickered on, fluorescent and white—different from the other lanterns throughout the stupidly lavish house. Lorenzo ignored it, he pulled Eunho inside and locked the door. He stood at the mirror over the sink. It was just regular—the sink black marble like the rest of the plumbing in the room. The floors were grayish and the walls were dark, jet black or something. The toilet sat against the opposite wall, a deeper blend of black and gray. The shower was glass and fit for maybe four people. They had many toddlers and babies—how come they didn't have a tub? What a stupid question. Lorenzo wanted to slap himself.
But he wasn't the type to cope by hurting himself.
He groaned, gripping the edge of the sink. "Fuck. It hurts so much," he whispered. Eunho stood by the door. His fingers dug into his sleeve while he waited. Lorenzo didn't know why the omega was waiting. "Uhm..Rennie?"
"Mhm?"
"Why..why am I here..? And... Why did you lock the door?"
"I need you with me."
"Oh..okay."
Lorenzo splashed water on himself. He grabbed the toothbrush they offered him maybe an hour ago now and he poured toothpaste over it—brushing until it hurt. He watched himself as he did it. The feeling burned but he needed to clean his mouth of the disgusting mess, the disgusting taste sitting on his tongue.
He didn't stop for a while.
And when he did, he just turned to Eunho, wiped his mouth and grabbed the boy's waist. Eunho's eyes went wide at the feeling, but it was as gentle as ever. "Can I have a kiss?" Lorenzo whispered. Eunho swallowed. It was more than obvious to Lorenzo's ocean-struck eyes. "Isn't..I know you're hurting but that's not like.. an appropriate way to cope, baby." The omega whispered.
"Please? I won't do it all the time. I don't want to go back out there again. Not until I'm riding your high."
"Rennie..."
"Please?"
"Okay. Just..one..maybe two, at best." Yeah, that didn't happen. Lorenzo's lips locked onto his like a key and a safe. He pulled him flat to his chest, the omega's hands around his neck. He pushed their faces deeper, forcing out Eunho's angelic heart to his devilish one. His tongue was caved inside, cleaning out everything.
It hurt, it hurt a bit. But he wanted more. He needed it. His fingers caused disturbing marks abusing Eunho's skin. The omega squirmed, however said nothing. It made Lorenzo think; why are we doing this? When he was the one who wanted it all. He pulled away. And not just, pulled away, no. He moved Eunho back by the hips, pressing him into a wall. The omega broke. He frowned. "Don't—don't hurt me, okay?"
"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, I did—I'm not—I didn't mean to."
"It's—please, just don't." Eunho stared up at him with wide, expressive eyes turning to glistening glares. Lorenzo bobbed his head vigorously, loosening his grip. "Is it okay? The-the kiss? Ca-can you still taste it?" He whispered.
"No, I don't. Isn't there another..way you can focus? You can..cry on me like you did before?"
"Did you hate it?" Lorenzo asked. Eunho shook his head. "I liked it...just not so aggressive. And it's scary, I don't want you to think this is okay. This is just how you get over things."
"It's better than weed, okay?"
"Yeah. I understand, but still. One more kiss—okay? That's it." Lorenzo hesitated. His fingers shook. He let him go, his heart breaking over itself. "A-are you okay?"
"I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm doing or why I'm doing it." He sat down on the toilet, picking at his skin quietly. He didn't pull or torture, just stared as his fingers did things he couldn't control. His eyes clouded and all he could think about was how hard he gripped Eunho. Till his eyes watered—that's weird. It's disgusting—abusive and twisted in a way Lorenzo understood too well. "I'm sorry."
"It's not that big of a deal, baby. I swear. It didn't hurt that much. Calm down, okay? Everything is okay." Eunho found him. He pulled him in from out of that room. The one colored with his past—blood splattered everywhere. He couldn't become her, he just..wouldn't. So Eunho would be the solace he desperately needed. The thing that would yank him out of every withdrawal. "I love you." Lorenzo's head snapped up from his hands. Eunho froze, his fingers stilling. He stood across from him, directly in front of the bucket with soaked clothes. "I love you too..." he whispered, his face a little red. He reached out a soft hand and waited for Lorenzo. Lorenzo stood. It was abrupt, loud. "No, I love you. I really do, please don't forget that."
"I love..you too, I believe you. A lot, baby."
"You trust me?"
"Are you gonna..hurt yourself..?"
"Maybe."
"Then no." He pouted. Lorenzo smiled. He reached for the omega but this time it was gentler and Eunho just crawled into it. "You'll be okay, baby. I promise you."
"I just need you and I'm fine."