( Lonely Hearts Club )

[ Y/n ]

Boris and I were spending the night cuddling, keeping our promise to each other that we wouldn't get horny. We hadn't had a night like this in forever.

Don't get me wrong, Boris is super hot and I love having sex but... This is nice. Really nice.

Boris turned the tv off and rolled over to face me. I faced him and we stared at each other for a moment. Boris leaned in and kissed my nose.

I smiled and cuddled close to him. Boris pushed me away from him, making me stare up at him. "What?" I asked.

"You didn't give me kiss!" He complained. I smiled and leaned in, pressing a light kiss onto his lips. Boris barely kissed back, our lips weren't even really touching.

All of a sudden and moved his head forward and his body rolled into mine. Boris has his hands on my cheeks, kissing my face.

I laughed and struggled against him, lightly pushing his waist. Boris winced and moved away from me. I sat up and stared at him, concerned.

"What's wrong?" I asked. Boris shook his head and tried to change the subject. "Boris..." he shook his head again and laid down.

Boris laid with his back facing me, making me frown. I got out of bed and walked downstairs. His dad hadn't been home in two days. Boris told me he's on some business trip.

I opened a kitchen cabinet and pulled out the Oreos. I grabbed a plate from the dishwasher and took out two stacks of Oreos. I placed them all neatly on the plate.

Next, I grabbed a glass and filled it with milk. Neither of us like milk, we just like dipping our Oreos in it.

I brought the plate and cup upstairs to Boris's room. I walked over to his side of the bed and sat down. "I brought you something..." Boris opened his eyes and looked at me for a moment.

He smiled and reached down to grab and Oreo. "Ah-Ah! What's wrong first?" Boris sighed and sat up.

"It is nothing. My dad just kick me few days ago." He lifted his shirt and revealed a large bruise on his abdomen. "Oh my god!" I gasped, covering my mouth.

"Is nothing!" Boris answered, letting his shirt fall back in place as he shook his hands. "Boris are you okay?" I asked frantically.

Boris hummed and reached down to get an Oreo. I sighed and passed him the plate, pushing the glass next to the bed.

"I wanna get high." He mumbled. I sighed and grabbed an Oreo. "We always fuck when we're high." I replied.

We ate the Oreos, talking occasionally. I love the peaceful side of Boris. It's nice. "