Page 36 of Doesn't Count

“Who wants breakfast?” Than asks, getting up to grab supplies from the fridge inside.

“Hell yeah!” Hypnos jumps up, ready to help.

They throw a grate over the fire and Than places the cast iron skillet on top.

“I already ate.” Khaos grumbles, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

“What did you eat?” Than asks confused.

“Not what,who.” Khaos answers nonchalantly.

“No fucking way.” Hypnos laughs, not believing him.

His stare is accusatory, like I'm the reason he’s always in a mood. I look away, unable to handle the scrutiny and refuse to acknowledge his little comment.

The guys all look between their demon God and me, trying to debate if it’s true, leaving me to fight the blush creeping up my neck, threatening to give me away.

“Yeah, well, I’m still hungry.” I shrug, trying to be blasé.

Hypnos cups his mouth with his hands in surprise at my subtle omission.

“Baby girl, you need a real man to take you out to eat.” He winks and I can’t help but giggle.

“Fuck off.” Khaos shoves him, causing him to laugh even harder.

“Was it that bad?” Hypnos asks me, pushing for details.

“Spill.” Kokytos chimes in.

I watch as Khaos drags his palm down his face before taking a sip of his coffee. It’s an angry sip, and it makes me think back to all the times I've watched someone drink coffee and if I’ve ever seen anyone drink it angrily. Somehow, he’s the first and I'm not surprised.

“Nothing happened.” I try to deny.

“Oh really? Nothing happened?” He argues.

“Nope.”

“I beg to differ. See, I own up to the shit I do. It might not count in your book, Ash, but it’s the best chapter in mine.” He winks, trying to embarrass me in front of his friends.

“I’m confused.” Kokytos looks between the two of us. “Did you eat her out or what?”

“Jesus-”

“Yep.” Khaos confirms at the same time I groan.

“That’s not nothing.” Than nods.

All sets of eyes land on me and I can feel my chest start to itch at the attention.

“It was an accident; it didn’t mean anything.”

“That’s not how things work, Ashy baby. If you did it, it counts. You can’t go around punching people and saying it was nothing. So, you can’t go around getting eaten out and saying it was nothing. If it happened, it happened. There’s no shame in that.” Hypnos explains.

I can feel my teeth grinding against each other, anxietycreeping up my throat. If I say it doesn’t count, then it doesn’t. I refuse to admit I’m weak enough to let this brut of a man control my feelings, my body, and now my frame of mind.

Khaos is watching me with curious eyes, wondering how I’m going to respond to his bandmate’s logic. Luckily for me, I’m dealing with someone who is completely irrational, and I plan to speak his language.

“No, I’m not ashamed, but your friend should be. Poor guy was like a toddler licking an ice cream cone for the first time. Confused and inexperienced. He’s lucky I don’t count it.” I jab, condescendingly.

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