#💗 but i know its because he doesn't want to lose another lover 💗 😥

[duketibbitswaifu]

🌸 Selfshiptober 🌸

Day 3 : Embrace + Blood

🌸 Me and Dukey were on a date at a cute 'lil diner last night!! They had some yummy burgers, I had mine with chopped onions. Dukey only got a plain burger, not wanting to spend too much, so I let him have some of my fries. I don't know what was more appetizing: the food, or the greying man right in front of me. 🌸

🌸 Our sandwiches were followed up by a pair of bloody mary cocktails, a favorite of mine. Duke got it to be a romantic, saying it reminded him of how much he loves with me. He's such a flirt. 🌸

🌸 After about an hour or so, we paid our bill and started walking to our ride. We were both a little buzzed from the bar so we were both stumbling a little bit, holding onto each other for support. His broad shoulders and his strong grip made me feel so safe. 🌸

🌸 "Rosemary, you-you are the most prettiest damn lady. I ought to take you home 'an ravage you, woman." He spoke, slurring his words in his drunken haze. 🌸

🌸 He laughed first at that, followed by my own giggling. He was always funny, but always moreso after some hooch. I notice his face becoming redder, a light blush filling his cheeks. He's such a cute patootie. 🌸

🌸 "Dukey, you better watch who you're talkin' to." I snapped back playfully. "'sides, last time I checked, you wanted to mess around a little differently" The stoat feels a sharp smack on his ass, jumping with a hoot and a hollar. 🌸

🌸 That's when I started feeling a bit dizzy. Not drunk dizzy, but that one dizziness I've grown accustomed to. My head started feeling lighter too :((. By now, Dukey would have noticed I was about to faint, but with the alcohol in our systems, he didn't realize 'till after I fell. 🌸

🌸 I didn't know what happened after, but I woke up this morning in Dukey's bed. At first my head was spinning, trying to adjust myself with my surroundings. I had a huge hangover. I felt around my body, feeling the cotton sheets around my body, a hole or two spotting the bedding. 🌸

🌸 I could recognize it by just the feeling. It was the kinda of rough and fuzzy you get from worn down fabric, and his room always smelled vaguely like a dusty thrift store. I could taste a hint of iron on my tongue, something so familiar but unsure. 🌸

🌸 I checked my phone, looking through my notifications, see if he left me any messages to wake up too. 7:32. Nothing of course; he never really cared for text too much. I was about to get up when I heard the door know turn, and the door bust open with a familiar sight. 🌸

🌸 The stoat walks in carrying a breakfast tray, saddled with a pair of plates, adorned with some flowers from his back garden. There was some eggs and sausage, the steam still emanating from the dish. 🌸

🌸 That's when he spots me. "Rosemary!" He exclaimed, running to my bedside, almost dropping the food in the process. "I-, you're okay!" Dukey hurriedly sets the tray on the bedside, before running to hold me in his arms, a hand rubbing my back. He lays his head on my shoulder as I can hear soft whimpers. 🌸

🌸 As he holds me close, I can feel that taste of iron waft up to my nose, along with Duke's familiar cheap cigarette and sweat smell. "Yes, I'm okay! What happened?" 🌸

🌸 The grey stoat pulls away, still holding me by the shoulders as if afraid to let me go. As he does so, I notice he's completely shirtless. For him, it's a rare sight, as he's almost always wearing his wifebeater. There's a couple of red stains on his arms, too. 🌸

🌸 "Ya busted your face open last night. Had to bring you back my m'self and nurse ya back to health." Duke looks me straight-on after saying this, his expresssion turnin' from a smile to a look of guilt. "I should have caught you. My dumbass didn't catch you and you had to p-" 🌸

🌸 I cut him off, placing a finger to his sullen lips. "Dukey, I love you, so much. Thank you, baby." I comfort him, his unnaturally shaken stature returning to a more cooled state. "I love you too, darlin'." 🌸

🌸He squeezes me into another hug, this time out of pure love as opposed to worry. The embrace lingers for a while longer, maybe a couple of minutes. Who knows? I don't any of us we're keeping track. Simply enjoying the feeling of each other was enough to make all the blood and worry melt away into nothingness.