"Are you sure you didn't say anything?" Larry asked suspiciously.

"Yeah, you sure?" Sally Face chimed in.

"I am. The real question is if you have something to say, Sally Face," I scowled.

"Hmm. Yeah, I do. Y/n's neck was bleeding 'cause I bit them, and they got flustered when I li-"

"STOP!!" I shrieked and clapped a hand over his mouth. "I MEANT AN APOLOGY!"

"HAHAHA HE LICKED YOU?!" Larry howled with laughter.

"YEAH, BUT NOT LIKE-"

"Hello, children. Tea?" Mr. Addison interrupted.

"Uhh no thanks. Have a good day, Addison," Larry choked out through a fit of laughter.

"I wish there was a staircase I could push you down," I hissed.

"I bet you wish there was a private- HEY!"

Larry was cut off by Sal yanking me by the arm towards the elevator and away from him. Good, now I don't need a comeback or an excuse to leave.

"You can let let go, now," I told Sal as the elevator doors closed.

He said nothing and kept looking straight ahead, still holding onto my wrist tightly. I started to get nervous when he pulled me to his apartment's door and unlocked it wordlessly. He then dragged me into his room and closed the door behind us after dropping his backpack on the floor. He didn't bother being gentle with his backpack or me.

"Wha-"

"Drop your bag," he said finally, releasing his grip. I did as he told me to, still confused as ever. "Good. Now come here and cuddle with me," he sat down on his bed and motioned for me to come.

"Okay," I said and sat next to him and held out my arms.

"No, closer."

I scooted closer.

"Closer."

"Sal-"

He lifted me into his lap and looked me dead in the eyes. I felt the blood returning to my face.

"When I tell you to something, you listen to me. Okay?"

I nodded and averted my gaze. Damn. He held my thighs tightly so I couldn't get up and kissed the top of my head after removing his prosthetic. I rested my head on his chest with a sigh as I took in his scent.

"You listen really well, don't you?" Sal teased.

I groaned into his shirt in response. He laughed and moved one hand to rub my back. At least it means I don't get in trouble with adults that often, unlike some of us. I finally relaxed my posture and fidgeted with the bottom of his shirt. I knew my boyfriend was smiling without looking up. He kissed the top of my right ear, causing me to fidget more.

"I love finding out what makes you nervous," he whispered. His deep voice sent shivers down my spine and I stopped messing with his shirt and just held it tightly instead. He let out a soft, breathy laugh and lowered his lips to nibble and suck at my neck. I whimpered softly and let go of the cloth to clutch his sheets instead- something he can't feel.

"You're so sensitive..." Sal mumbled against my skin.

"So stop," I tried to sound assertive, but of course, I failed miserably.

"That only makes me want to keep going even more," he continued sucking on my neck.

I let out a whine and struggled to break free, but the blue-eyed boy only continued to hold my thigh in place with one hand and both my wrists with the other. I let out another whimper, louder this time. Sal took this as encouragement and sucked harder, in addition to leaving a trail of kisses along my jawline. Then he let go of me and lifted up the bottom of my sweater slightly, as if asking for permission. I hesitated, then nodded.

He pulled the fabric over my head and removed his own shirt. He took his time scanning my bare chest before leaving a trail of kisses and faint bite marks along my collarbone, causing me to cry out softly. He slipped his hand under my skirt and rubbed me through my underwear...

- I realized this is gender neutral, so I can't really write any smut scenes that would be fair to everyone (and aren't BJS, which get boring after a while), but feel free to use your imagination here, cuz I'm pretending y'all went all the way -

Sally Face left me a panting, overstimulated mess under his body before he finally relaxed next to me to take a moment and catch his breath. He kissed my lips passionately and got up. We took turns taking quick showers and getting dressed. I helped him put his sheets in the wash and I took my backpack with me back to my place.

When I got there, I immediately changed into the sweats and tank top I had 'borrowed' from Sal. I then did my homework and ate a sandwich and some strawberries for dinner, before settling into the couch with a cup of ginger peach tea () My phone buzzed on the coffee table and I picked it up. Why is Larry calling?

"Hey, Larry."

"Oh my god, you guys are so fucking loud. I was about to knock on Sal's apartment door and I heard Sal yelling something and then you-"

"OKAY, OKAY! I get it! What do you want?" I interrupted, covering my red face with one hand.

"HAHAHA! I just called to ask how big... actually, I'm not going to finish that sentence. Anyway, some dude named Zeke is here, and he says he wants to talk to you."

"Wha- DID YOU REALLY JUST SAY THAT IN FRONT OF SOMEONE?!" I hollered into the phone.

"AHAHAHA YEAH I DIIIIID! Anyway, get you and your boyfriend's butt over here. We're in my room," Larry wheezed and hung up.

I realized that I didn't know a Zeke, but I thought it was safe to assume it was the person from the library. I REALLY don't want to go, but Larry doesn't usually call me, so I guess it's probably important. Whatever, I guess that means I'm going. I pulled on the oversized jacket I wore yesterday and texted Sal that I was going to see Larry and Zeke, and if he wasn't already aware, he's invited too.

I then pulled on the white converse I wore to school today and made my way downstairs with my phone in my pocket. I walked into Larry's room a few moments later and closed the door behind me.

"Hi Larry," I said and plopped down on his beanbag chair. Larry was standing in front of his easel with his hair tied in a bun and a bit of white paint was smeared on his left cheek. Confirming my presumptions, the idiot from the library was chilling on his bed.

"Sup, Y/n. I take it you already know Zeke."

"Yeah, xe made fun of Sal and catcalled me at a library," I rolled my eyes. "Weren't you there when xe insulted Sal in the hallway?"

"Yeah, but I thought you guys were friends. Guess not," Larry shrugged, still focused on his painting.

"Oh. Anyway, what did you call me and Sally Face here for?" I crossed my arms and ignored Zeke's existence completely.

"Dude said xe had something to say to you," Larry nodded in Zeke's direction.

"Okay."

"I'm sorry. I was being a total asshole. Ash told me that you guys said some shit about her, and I was stupid enough to believe it, so I took it out on you accordingly. If I can defend myself, that is," xe explained calmly.

"Okay. I don't forgive you," I said flatly. The door handle clicked and Sal stepped in the room.

"What's going on?" he asked, his eyes darting back and forth between Zeke and I.

"Zeke said xe's sorry and Ash lied to xem about us, so that's why xe treated us like that," I said.

"Hm."

Zeke nodded and avoided meeting Sal's icy stare. He may be on the shorter side, but that doesn't make him any less terrifying.

"What does that have to do with you catcalling Y/n, though?" Sal asked, taking a step forward.

"Ash told me she saw you guys go in the DPL and told me what I should do. I'm so sorry I ever listened to her, especially at other people's expense and without both sides of the story. Well, the truth."

"Interesting. What do you think, angel?" Sal turned to me.

"I don't forgive xem. Being treated like that is usually what happens before you get kidnapped or something," I shrugged.

"Fair enough. I personally don't forgive you, either. I'm going back to my place," Sal sighed and left the room.

"I'm leaving too. Bye, Larry," I got up, but as soon as my hand touched the door handle, Zeke was standing over me and had xeir hand over mine so I wasn't able to turn the knob.

"What the hell? Let me go!" I cried and tried to free my hand from xeir's, but xe grabbed my wrist instead of letting go.

"I-"

I slapped Zeke across the face as hard as I could with my free hand and dashed out of the room before xe could finish. I repeatedly pressed the buttons on the elevator and as soon as the doors reopened, I sprinted into my boyfriend's apartment, bumping into him and nearly knocking us both on the ground.

"Uhh hey," he raised a brow and held my shoulders once he had regained his balance.

"Lock the door."

He immediately did so and lead me to his couch. I climbed on his lap and hugged him, letting hot tears fall from my eyes. He took of his mask before he wrapped his arms around my figure and shushed me softly. I held onto him tightly and cried for a while longer.

"Did something happen?" Sal finally asked me.

"Kind of..." I sniffed.

"Do you mind telling me?" Sal gently unwrapped my arms from himself and looked at me with a kind and patient expression.

"Okay... After you left, I was gonna go back to my apartment, but- but Zeke didn't-" I broke down into tears again. How embarrassing.

"Shh... Take your time, pet," Sal wiped the tears from my face with his thumb and smiled at me sadly. I took a few deep breaths.

"Xe grabbed my hand and didn't let go, so I hit Zeke and ran. I know it's not that big of a deal, but xe freaked me out at the library, and grabbing me suddenly was really scary," I continued.

"I'm so sorry, angel. You're safe now, and it is a big deal if you felt the need to react that way. And for the record, that does sound like a good reason to do so," my boyfriend kissed my forehead and interlaced our fingers.

"Yeah... I guess you're right."

"Okay. Did Larry try to help you?"

"I don't know, I just hit Zeke and ran," I explained.

"Okay. Thank you for telling me, I'm so proud of you, pet," Sal peppered my face in kisses and let go of my hands to pick me up.

"Where are we going?" I sniffed.

"Well, I'm going to get you settled in your room because my dad is going to be home soon, and then I'm going back there."

"But-"

"No buts. Remember when I said you listen to me?"

"..."

"Good boy/girl/(other)."

I looped my arms around his neck and let him set me down on my bed a few moments later, as I hadn't locked the apartment door. He picked up the blue plushie he had bought me and set it on my lap before heading into the kitchen and making me some hot chocolate. Sal came back a few minutes later to hand me the steaming mug and kiss my cheeks.

"I love you so much," he smiled at me and put his prosthetic back on.

"I love you too, Sally Face," I smiled back at him and he ruffled my hair.

I watched him leave and shut the door behind himself until I heard the handle click. I looked down at my mug of hot cocoa and sipped on it slowly, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I drank the rest of the hot chocolate and set the empty mug on my nightstand.

I picked up my phone and went through all the pictures of Sal and I. Each picture from the day we met, to us laughing in car with our hair dripping with rainwater made me feel a bit better, when I realized how tired I was. I sighed and snuggled with the blue stuffed animal under the covers and closed my eyes.

Before I could fall asleep, though, my phone buzzed. I sighed and pulled it out to see it was a text from Larry. I almost didn't open it until he sent me another message.

'Dude/Dudette can u get me some popcorn'

'pls i will luv u 4ever'

(seen)

'Srry but im sleeping :-/'

I closed my eyes and disconnected my phone from the wifi and turned off my data so I could sleep. But as one could assume, my nap didn't last long. Only about 20 minutes, actually. My peaceful slumber was disrupted when Sal was cuddling up next to me. I molded my figure to his to be more comfortable.

"What happened?" I asked him while I rubbed the drowsiness from my eyes.

"Zeke and Ash won't be messing with us anymore," my boyfriend whispered in my ear, his voice more raspy than usual.

"But what did you do?" I repeated.

"I... That's not important."

"Sally Face..."

"Y/n Face."

"Sally Faaaace."

"Y/n Faaaace."

"Sal. For real this time. Just tell me what you did, I won't be mad."

"Okay, but... You have to promise."

"I promise."

"Well, at first I was going to talk things out, but Zeke said something to Larry about you that uh, wasn't appropriate. Larry got mad at xem, but xe only called him names, so when I walked in the room after hearing all of that... I lost it when I saw xeir face."

"Can you tell me what you mean by that?" I asked patiently.

"I think I broke xeir nose, but that's all I'm gonna tell you," Sal admitted hesitantly.

I didn't say anything. What was there to say? I mean- what are we gonna do about it now? Getting mad at Sal isn't going to do any good, plus I promised I wouldn't. Well, I can't just say nothing forever.

"Is xe going to live?" I asked.

"Yes, xe is going to live," Sal laughed.

"Okay, that's... good," I commented.

"It is?"

The two of us bust out laughing and after we regained the ability to sit with straight faces, I took out my phone and snapped a bunch of pictures of him and myself. I'm gonna need more selfies to cope with whatever he did...