~Si woo~
"I hate you so much right now," he muttered, but it came out sad, almost broken, and that pulled at me, made the laughter die a bit in my throat. "Yeah, well, hate me all you want, but you're still hard as hell because of me." He didn't deny it, just hung his head, shoulders slumping, and for a second, the room felt heavy with that sadness, him looking so lost and weak down there.
"Come back up," I said, softer now, but still with that edge. "No," he whispered, but his foot lifted to the first step, like his body was deciding for him. "Yes, you will, because that milk ain't doing shit, is it?" I laughed again, but it was forced this time, covering the guilt creeping in.
