"No! Not redbox! We were supposed to go to Erik's party! It's Friday!" I protested as Navid walked through the door carrying a pizza and the now familiar plastic envelope that held a movie.
"I told you I will consider it. I look at the guest list on the facebooks and I do not think is good crowd. I decline for us." Navid walked towards me and kissed my reddening cheeks and then my lips.
"I can't believe you did that..." I said quietly in disbelief. He just walked past me and went to put the pizza in the kitchen.
"I go change out of my suit and we can start the movie. It is Disney, you love Disney," Navid called happily as he rushed up the stairs in his work clothes. He hadn't even heard me, or wasn't paying attention.
It had been two weeks since his birthday trip and all he wanted to do was bring home a movie from the rental box at the corner store. It was the same night on a loop that would only end someday in our deaths.
He came home each night between 6 and 7 depending on the traffic. He'd go upstairs, strip down, and come back in a pair of loose gym shorts that draped his cock perfectly when he sprawled on the couch. He'd watch some news while I finished making dinner and then we'd eat and watch a movie. We were in bed by 9 usually. He'd fuck me, we'd shower, and then I'd fall asleep against his chest while he checked emails on his laptop.
I'd talked about Erik's party for weeks now, and Erik even invited us using the facebook account we shared so Navid could see what was planned. I already planned what to wear and everything. It couldn't just end like that. It wasn't fair.
"I'm going to go," I said softly when I walked into our bedroom and found him sitting naked on the bed pulling off his socks while he checked a message on his phone. His work clothes were in a pile on the floor, awaiting my attention.
"Go to where?" Navid asked without looking up. He scrolled through messages with one hand and used the other to scratch his nuts.
"Erik's, the party. We were supposed to go together, but I'll go by myself if I have to. We haven't been out in so long. I can't stay here another night doing nothing and going to sleep. If you want to stay here, you can. Watch your movie, but I'm going!" I let out a torrent of words before I lost the courage to tell him.
"I have said we were not going, my love. Don't worry, Noah, I let Erik know so he shall not be offends," Navid said calmly without looking up again. He frowned at something on his phone screen. His tone was so dismissive, like this was a minor outburst he could brush off. He wasn't listening to me at all.
"I can't stay here another night! I'm bored. I make you dinner. We watch the movie rental. You fuck me and then put me to bed while you finish work. I haven't seen my friends in weeks! I haven't left this condo complex since you took me to the grocery store on Tuesday! You don't even look at me when I'm talking to you! I feel like I don't even exist unless you need a meal, clothes, or a hole!" I felt my heart pounding in my ear and was sure my face was cherry red.
"I work for you, Noah! I bring home nice things for you and give you nice home. I do all for you. You have nice little home here to keep happy for me. You yell at me for this?" Navid set down his phone and stood with his massive soft cock swinging between his furry thighs. He looked at me with confusion as though I were incapable of arguing with him.
"I know, and I appreciate everything you do. But I have friends I want to see. I want you there with me. I'm 19. I can't sit in this box anymore. Please!" I softened my tone and lowered my eyes to his chest.
"My love, you are so young. You do not understand things. You must trust that I know what is best for my little heart," Navid walked towards me and pulled me against his chest. His heart was beating wildly. He wasn't used to a challenge to his authority. He lifted my chin so he could look down into my eyes.
"I won't hear more of your yells. Ok? Go and warm up pizza and I come down and we have nice evening. I make special time for you. I have long day and I am so hungry. I need eat and then fuck my boy as he deserves," He said the last part in a slow, soft tone and looked down at me like I was too dumb to understand. It made me angry all over again.
"You won't even discuss it with me?" I backed away in shock. "You seriously won't even talk about it?"
"I have discuss, my Noah. I decide is not good for us. Why you challenge me? You have bad day today? You not feel good? Did you poop today? Maybe that help settle you," Navid asked like this was all some illness.
"I don't want to do this anymore. I can't..." I backed away from him like I'd seen a ghost.
"You don't want to what? Argue with your protector? Yell with the man who work to give you everything in nice life?" Navid was growing irritated that I hadn't yet laid down to his will.
"I don't want to be here anymore. I don't want to do this with you! You're turning into an old, boring man. I don't want to end up like this!" I pointed a finger at his chest with anger.
This had been bottling up the past week. He had been constantly doing work and ignoring me. I was in between semesters and hadn't left the house in several days so I was going stir crazy and missing my old life with my dad. The honeymoon of living in a nice place with a handsome man was quickly fading.
"You don't mean this, Noah... my princess. You are too naive. You are too simple to understand why I make decisions for you to protect you," Navid started to say as he put a hand on my shoulder like I needed his wise counsel. That clicked something inside of me and made me angrier.
"The only thing I need protecting from is you. You suck at being a boyfriend! I want to go back to my dad where I can breathe without asking permission! You should just go back to Iran where it's normal to be an asshole to your princess or pussy slave or wife or whatever the fuck I am to you! I don't like you anymore! I don't need to poop! I'm not your princess!" I yelled at him and pushed him away from me.
As soon as I said it, though, I regretted my words. Worse, I even did a mock of his accent which I knew he was sensitive about. I took the words he used when he made love to me and used them against him.
Navid's chest puffed up as his eyes flared. I didn't know if he was angry or hurt or both. His hands balled into fists in front of him and he shook them once as if telling himself he needed to stop himself. His soft cock still dangled down between his thighs. How could I fight with that?
"I'm sorry, I..." I started to say, but he swerved around me and pushed through the door with a bang.
He went to the room he used for prayers and slammed it closed behind him.
I crept to the door he'd closed and knocked on it lightly.
"I'm sorry, Navi, I... I didn't mean that." I said.
"Go away, Noah. I need to do prayers. I will not hurt you. Leave me time to find my peace," Navid said. He'd never, in all our months together, wanted me to go away. As annoyed as I'd been with him this week, I now desperately wanted to see his face.
I sank down against the wall and drew my knees up into my chest. I hugged them with my arms and worried I'd screwed things up. I hate arguing. I suck at it. It's why I usually just give in to whatever he wants. Even if I was right to be upset, I was still upset and that never feels good.
I sat there holding myself for about 15 minutes. My mind went crazy thinking of what I'd do on my own. I'd move back home, get a bus pass again. I'd go back to my life of thinking someone like him couldn't love someone like me. I'd never be in this place again or have anything so nice. I'd never find a strong, dark chest to fall asleep on, never feel those arms rub my back or cup my ass. I'd certainly never find a dick like his that filled me and made me feel the fireworks.
I rocked myself and realized I was digging my fingernails into my palms again with the wave of anxiety that hit me. I was addicted to him. I didn't know how to live without Navid.
