~Venus.~
“It is.” He dramatically sighs and leaves the couch to sit beside me on the bed. The mug is replaced with his hands. “He’s been acting up for a month now. I knew something was wrong and called him to hang out with us yesterday. Y’know, for the talks and everything. If I hadn’t invited him out, he wouldn’t have gotten drunk. Things wouldn’t have escalated then. You were scared, right?”
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“Mm.”
“Are you still scared?” He leans forward, eyes searching mine for the truth.
“Mm,” I admit, suddenly feeling nervous under his burning gaze.
His lips stretch into a forced smile. He reaches out to rub my nose before enclosing my hands again, “If he treats you bad, I’m available, “and winks.
The laugh that slips out is one of a kind and he wouldn’t stop talking.
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