#twisted wonderland cater

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— Are you and Cater just friends? But… Friends don’t do things like this, right? He can’t help but worry over something like that needlessly.

— tagging: @myuunji @mcdonaldsnumberone

— warnings: Sort of risqué near the end? No nsfw! Just a little bit spicy so please proceed with caution in case!

Cater has long thought about the relationship between the two of you — always so close but not close enough to the point where he could freely hover his hands over your skin. Your relationship is stuck in a limbo that dances on the fence between platonic and romantic, and Cater wasn’t the type to be able to differentiate the two so easily.

You let out a small groan as you plopped down on his bed, stretching your arms and kicking off your shoes before lying down. He invited you over to go over the materials Professor Train gave everyone earlier, the stack of books intimidatingly standing on his desk.

“Argh, Professor Trein is too cruel, don’t you think so? Giving us this much to study right before the weekend…” you complained, grabbing the soft pillows placed on his bed before turning your gaze towards him. Cater felt his heart jump a little at the sight of you clutching his pillow so tightly on his bed — there was something about the scene that set off the whole zoo in his stomach.

“Right~? I was totally looking forward to visiting this super cute cafe too.” Cater loosened his tie, tying his hair back with a ribbon he got from an online shop a few days back. He slouched back into his seat as he stared at his phone screen before his gaze eventually shifted to you.

“Our date?” You asked him absentmindedly but the impact those two words had on him was tremendous — he could barely keep himself together to hide the embarrassment tinting his cheeks. The way you said it so casually made him feel a little bit sad, is this what being in the friend zone usually felt like? Were you treating him so casually because you regard him as nothing but a friend?

Come to think of it, wasn’t there this one trend going around that had you kiss your friend to see how they react? Cater would be lying if he said he never thought about doing it to you but he was disciplined enough to stop himself from doing such a thing in case you really didn’t like him that way.

But… he felt a little bit different — a bit bolder and a tad more reckless.

He stood up and sat next to you on the bed, caging you between his arms. It wasn’t an uncommon gesture for someone as touchy-feely like Cater so you paid it little mind. But seeing his eyes telling you a different story made your hold your breath in anticipation.

He dragged his thumb over your bottom lip, a different kind of sensation sending tingles through his skin — the heat spreading inside his body was wildly different from what he’s used to. He wonders, for a second, how would you react if he kissed you?

Would you still regard him as only a friend? And so, fueled by the need to know the answer, he swooped in for a kiss. A kiss that barely lasted, as if a ghost touched your lips yet you could still feel its warmth. Cater’s ears turned red, watching your expression closely. Though the butterflies swarming inside his stomach only worsened when you suddenly positioned yourself to sit on his lap.

“Friends don’t do this kind of thing usually, don’t they?” You let out a small laugh — despite your accusatory words, your tone was coated with mischief. As if you were waiting for this moment all along. Cater could feel your lips tugging upwards as he swooped in for another kiss. His arms snaked around your waist, pulling your body closer to him as if desperate to feel your warmth.

“Friends…” Cater mumbled under his breath when he pulled back, his hand creeping up underneath your shirt. His lips nestling itself in other places where he wanted to touch you — you could only feel a shiver go down your spine when you felt his lips on your neck.

“Don’t you think we’re already way past that point?” You could feel his hot breath against your neck. “Sorry about that but I don’t plan on being just a friend.”

“Well… does that make us lovers?” Cater was the type to be afraid of such commitments despite his flirtatious advances due to his upbringing as a child. This kind of question would’ve scared him to death had you asked him months ago — though now that you were here in his room, sitting on his lap, there was little to explain about what was about to unfold when it came to your relationship.

You let out a small gasp when you felt Cater bite down slightly on the sensitive spot on your neck, you could barely make out the quick “sorry” he gave you when he felt you slightly jump in his arms. He rolled his tongue over the mark, feeling a little bit devious and topped it off with a loving kiss before replying: “If you’ll have me.”

“Isn’t it too late to ask that when we’re already doing this?” You swooped in to lock his lips with yours, wrapping your arms around his neck as your fingers played with his orange locks. This time, it felt a little bit more desperate — a little more needy, as if trying to make sure he gets your reply to his question. As if to say “yes” to him.

Cater smiled whilst pressing his lips against yours, returning just as much passion you gave him, the playful glint shining in his eyes. “Well… if you insist, I’ll take you as well ♪”