This is an old art piece I was really proud of, and i hope you guys don’t mind me posting old art, it’s just life has been hectic, with school and my bad social skills, sigh anyway I hope you guys like this! Thank you
#47 with 2p Spain from the prompt meme please?
“I’m not surprised that you murdered him.”
“I thought he was fine, what happened to make you off him?” Your boyfriend Andres, just came home from ‘work’ as you called it with splatters of blood on his clothing making you concerned of course.
You thought he got into a tussle and got hurt, but turns out he had to get rid of one of his crew members and you wanted to know why. You were always so nosy like that.
Andres, shimmed out of his pants and took off his shirt leaving him in only his boxers as a blush came to your cheeks before pulling your attention back to his face so he could explain.
Throwing the dirtied articles into the hamper, he pulled on a pair of lounge pants and a clean white tank top. You made your way to the bed and plopped onto it waiting for him to finish.
Feeling the bed dip and an arm wrap around your waist, pulling you forward, you knew it was story time. Facing your boyfriend, he gave you a peck on the lips. Of course, he’d only do this behind closed doors since he had a reputation to keep up and all.
“Well, he was a good guy, until I found out where he was going after work hours,” the frown was evident on his tan face as he continued, “That hijo de puta (son of a bitch) was following you.” Your head snapped up at his words.
“W-what?” That was such a scary thought and you didn’t even know it was happening. A shiver went up your spine as Andres smoothed his large hands up and down your back. “It’s okay chica, I took care of him, for good. You’re safe now, you’ll always be safe with me.”
Snuggling into Andres’ warm hold, you mumbled out, “Well, I’m not surprised that you murdered him.” The large Spanish man chuckled and held you a bit closer and tighter that night.