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Liam kept hurriedly apologizing as he dabbed the towel against his bloody face but Arvid didn’t hear any of it, mind too focused on the delicious throb in his nose. He could feel his blood rushing through his body, fighting to fix the damage even as he silently begged it not to.
Liam did this to you. A voice in his head supplied.
He made you feel like this, made you hurt.
And now look, he’s fixing you up.
Like something precious, something to be taken care of.Arvid basked in the attention, thinking that he’d take a hit to the face every day if it meant being cared for under Liam's pretty gaze and touches.
or: Stalker!Arvid x Liam who’s just as crazy as he is.
This is a dark ish fic, read the tags!!!
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“Who would you ask to come fuck me?”
Arvid flexed his jaw, face hardening.
“I don’t know Liam, whoever you want.” Arvid sounded angry, but not at Liam.
I want you. Liam thought desperately but he refused to embarrass himself that bad.
“I heard you.” Liam finally said. “In your driver's room.” Arvid's face dropped a bit, panic rising in his features.
“Fuck, I’m really sorry Liam…you shouldn’t have had to hear that-“
“Did you mean it? That I could be your good boy?” Liam sniffled.
Something in Arvid's face shifted and he finally seemed to realize what was happening.
“I don’t know Liam,” he said slowly. “Can you be?” His eyes were darkening and Liam knew he’d hit the right button. “It wasn’t very good when you stole my sweatshirt was it?”