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Feeling the warm rays of the sun gently kiss your skin, you began to stir in your bed. The muscles in your back hurt a bit and the flesh on your hips was a little more sensitive than usual.
"What the heeeck..." You groaned while rolling out of the warm covers. You shivered as your bare feet hit the cool ground. Oh how you hated mornings. You began to drag yourself towards your mirror to brush the tangles out of your hair until your eyes caught something rather odd. A scratch. On your shoulder.
"What the-" You cocked your head to the side to reveal more bruises... or should we say, hickies. You ran your fingers down the pinkish skin and frowned. With your right hand you lifted your very light blouse up to uncover the sensitive part of your hip. More bruises. But these ones looked worse.
"Gilbert." You muttered in a monotone voice.
~
Meanwhile, Gilbert was downstairs in the kitchen, drinking his daily cup of morning coffee. He stared blankly at the white tiled floor without blinking as he struggled to remember last night's events. When he had woken up, he was in bed. Naked. But all he remembered was going out for a drink. How did he even get home safely? And Gilbert never went to bed naked, so something obviously happened between you and him for that to happen. So why was your beautiful back facing him this morning when he woke up? You usually always slept facing him because apparently you liked waking up to his eyes.
The albino ran a hand through his snow white hair and sighed. He'd have to ask you when you'd come down.
And just as he was thinking that, he heard the wooden staircase creak. He immediately perked up and awaited for your entrance. But what he saw honestly broke his heart.
You walked into the kitchen with baggy eyes, messed up hair and what seemed like smeared makeup. You were wearing nothing but your little blouse and a pair of white panties.
"_-__________? Why are you... What happened?" He asked, very much worried. You stared at him blankly without saying a word. Your attitude was starting to freak him out a bit. Gilbert was about to ask you again until you moved your hand up to your neck and pushed your loose hair out of your neck. So he could get a good look at what he did.
Gilbert's eyes widened and he nearly dropped his coffee mug. His mouth opened, although his voice refused to work. You moved your hand up to your shoulders and uncovered them as well.
"N-No... I didn't do... I..." And finally, you raised your blouse high enough for him to stare at your marked hips.
Gilbert let the mug shatter onto the floor as he stared at his hands. He started to tremble quietly as you replaced your clothing. The room was silent for a while, until Gilbert finally cracked and let out a pathetic sob.
"I'm so sorry, __________... I was drunk and I didn't mean to... I-I swear I can't even remember anything I did to you, I can't believe I did...So sorry..." He buried his head in his hands as you watched him shake uncontrollably.
"I promised I would never hurt you and look what I just did!" He cried out.
"You can't undo what has already been done, Gil. Please stop apologizing." You whispered, feeling the tears form in the corner of your eyes. You walked up to him and rubbed his back affectionately. He suddenly shot up and grabbed your hand.
"Please don't leave me. I can't loose you."
"Wha-"
"Give me another chance, I promise to not screw up this time!"
"Gilbert, I'm not going to leave you. And I know you won't screw up ever again, I'm just still stunned by all of this." Gilbert looked up at you with hopeful eyes. You thought he was going to start apologizing again but instead he rose from his seat, cupped your cheeks and showered your face with butterfly kisses.
"Oh my God, oh my God! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" He said in between kisses. You giggled quietly and waited for him to be done. Then suddenly, he stopped kissing you everywhere and simply kissed you square on the lips. His kiss felt so needy, as if your love depended on this. You could have sworn you felt him smile.
"I promise to never repeat what I did to you last night. I swear. You have no idea how much I love you right now, _____________."
"What the heeeck..." You groaned while rolling out of the warm covers. You shivered as your bare feet hit the cool ground. Oh how you hated mornings. You began to drag yourself towards your mirror to brush the tangles out of your hair until your eyes caught something rather odd. A scratch. On your shoulder.
"What the-" You cocked your head to the side to reveal more bruises... or should we say, hickies. You ran your fingers down the pinkish skin and frowned. With your right hand you lifted your very light blouse up to uncover the sensitive part of your hip. More bruises. But these ones looked worse.
"Gilbert." You muttered in a monotone voice.
~
Meanwhile, Gilbert was downstairs in the kitchen, drinking his daily cup of morning coffee. He stared blankly at the white tiled floor without blinking as he struggled to remember last night's events. When he had woken up, he was in bed. Naked. But all he remembered was going out for a drink. How did he even get home safely? And Gilbert never went to bed naked, so something obviously happened between you and him for that to happen. So why was your beautiful back facing him this morning when he woke up? You usually always slept facing him because apparently you liked waking up to his eyes.
The albino ran a hand through his snow white hair and sighed. He'd have to ask you when you'd come down.
And just as he was thinking that, he heard the wooden staircase creak. He immediately perked up and awaited for your entrance. But what he saw honestly broke his heart.
You walked into the kitchen with baggy eyes, messed up hair and what seemed like smeared makeup. You were wearing nothing but your little blouse and a pair of white panties.
"_-__________? Why are you... What happened?" He asked, very much worried. You stared at him blankly without saying a word. Your attitude was starting to freak him out a bit. Gilbert was about to ask you again until you moved your hand up to your neck and pushed your loose hair out of your neck. So he could get a good look at what he did.
Gilbert's eyes widened and he nearly dropped his coffee mug. His mouth opened, although his voice refused to work. You moved your hand up to your shoulders and uncovered them as well.
"N-No... I didn't do... I..." And finally, you raised your blouse high enough for him to stare at your marked hips.
Gilbert let the mug shatter onto the floor as he stared at his hands. He started to tremble quietly as you replaced your clothing. The room was silent for a while, until Gilbert finally cracked and let out a pathetic sob.
"I'm so sorry, __________... I was drunk and I didn't mean to... I-I swear I can't even remember anything I did to you, I can't believe I did...So sorry..." He buried his head in his hands as you watched him shake uncontrollably.
"I promised I would never hurt you and look what I just did!" He cried out.
"You can't undo what has already been done, Gil. Please stop apologizing." You whispered, feeling the tears form in the corner of your eyes. You walked up to him and rubbed his back affectionately. He suddenly shot up and grabbed your hand.
"Please don't leave me. I can't loose you."
"Wha-"
"Give me another chance, I promise to not screw up this time!"
"Gilbert, I'm not going to leave you. And I know you won't screw up ever again, I'm just still stunned by all of this." Gilbert looked up at you with hopeful eyes. You thought he was going to start apologizing again but instead he rose from his seat, cupped your cheeks and showered your face with butterfly kisses.
"Oh my God, oh my God! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" He said in between kisses. You giggled quietly and waited for him to be done. Then suddenly, he stopped kissing you everywhere and simply kissed you square on the lips. His kiss felt so needy, as if your love depended on this. You could have sworn you felt him smile.
"I promise to never repeat what I did to you last night. I swear. You have no idea how much I love you right now, _____________."
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