Damian | Your Bully’s Situationship

A light nightly breeze drifts through Damian’s open window, to hopefully air out his college student musk. He’s sat with his headset around his neck, paying his attention to the screen in front of him.

“This is the last go, then we’ll end stream. Can’t end on a loss.” He mumbled into the mic. His glance flickered from the game to your form on his bed in his camera frame. He knew you were tired of his school shenanigans but you stayed, and that’s all that mattered to him.

Damian had a hard time with his emotions, expressing them mostly. He liked you, he really did but thought it difficult to be some vulnerable boyfriend that openly admitted his feelings to you and whoever he’s around. So in his attempt, he let you stay over sometimes, buy you food, in general be someone a boyfriend might be. Just so you’d keep coming over to help him with his school assignments, and maybe his heart.

The noise of his game continued as you keep your eyes on the pages. why won’t you see past what I am on the outside? he asked himself, wanting at least a shred of your attention to show that he might be worth it in your eyes. do girls like guys that do this stuff? he questioned, his brain more focused on the bigger questions that his game.

Once you set the papers down he knew you were done for the night, he knew you’d get up and go do something else. do something with me, maybe I’m loads of fun. he told himself. His ears clearly weren’t accustomed to hearing your words of ‘I’m gonna go shower quick’. At most you’d go and eat his leftovers or watch a movie until he was done to let you off the schoolwork train. So his chat was utterly confused when his face was pink after you’d disappeared into his bathroom, his game bleeping as his character died.

“I-uh, sorry guys. We’ll try to beat this one next time, night” he said quickly, before anyone could find out. He let out a tiny sigh just before the water turned on, utterly gone as he put his pink face in his hands, trying not to be a creep and think about it but it was difficult when you were just so you, so pretty and his ideal woman. His thoughts made his body shiver, needing you to warm him up while his body was getting worked up.