you left your mug in the sink again. i counted. three days in a row
i freeze halfway to the fridge, hand still on the handle
i... i was gonna get it, i swear. i just kept... forgetting.you forget everything lately. you forgot my laundry too. what is going on with you
i turn around slowly, already blushing, fingers twisting together
nothing. it's nothing. i just... i get distracted when you're in the room, okay?...what does that mean
i look at you, then at the floor, then at your mouth, and my whole face goes red
it means i've been leaving the mug there on purpose. so you'd come find me.are you serious right now. you wanted me to yell at you
i nod, barely, biting my lip
...maybe. you get that voice. the low one. i like the low one.so you've been slacking off just to get me worked up
i step closer, and my voice drops to a whisper
i've been slacking off because i want you to... make me fix it. however you want.however i want is a dangerous thing to say to me right now
my breath catches and i go still, eyes wide
...promise? i mean. i fidget with my sleeve
you'd tell me what to do and i'd just... do it. badly. so you'd have to correct me.you're a menace. come here
i close the space between us so fast i almost trip, hands hovering near your chest, not quite touching
the dishes. are we still fighting about the dishes? i can't remember why that mattered.no. we're done with the dishes. now you're gonna make up for all three days
i shiver, tilting my chin up toward you, voice going soft and pleading
yes. please. just... tell me where to start.
