Oliver jumped to his feet staring at the asshole.
"What are you doing here?" Oliver asked . his green eyes wide
"uh- chilling?" Chase had shrugged
Oliver sat on his bed with a sigh.
"out of all people." He started
"it's fate darling" Chase teased
Oliver filled his chest to release another sigh.
"you weren't surprised to see me?" Oliver asked
"not much till you started to strip of your trousers"
Oliver threw a pillow at him imagining it as a brick.
"who's being a naughty boy?" he stood up.
oh god. he stood up. am I in danger. is it possible for him to give me a beating in my own house? no. it isn't.
Chase began to walk towards the bed. something burning in his dark eyes.
could it be anger?
"why-" Oliver started, his voice soft and confused
"why are you angry? it was just a pillow. calm down" he had finished
Chase didn't show an expression he kept walking till he reached the bed.
Oliver closed his eyes, ready to receive a hard punch. The next thing he felt was, Chase's hands locking Oliver's wrists above his head.
Oliver opened his eyes slightly surprised.
"I'm not mad" he said silently
Chase touched Oliver's cheek. His touch, Oh damn-soft and burning at the same time.
"I am hungry."
oh fuck.
"G-go eat." Oliver stuttered. am I scared? or is it just-
"That's exactly what I'm going to do"
He said before bringing his mouth to Oliver's neck.