In the end, we just started talking again when we stressed about who slept where. He wanted me to stay in his bed and I didn't want him to sleep on the bottom, in the end, I lost and was tied to the bed, symbolic not literary... Even though that wouldn't be all that bad either, to be tied down by him...
What the heck am I thinking, am I an Idiot?
I looked at the ceiling of the room while inhaling the air of his room. Everything smells of him, it's hypnotizing.
"Hey, are you still awake Bass?" I could barely see anything, but it seemed like he got up and wandered through the room. "Yeah, I am." I needed to laugh but I had a hard time suppressing it, so we wouldn't wake his sister up.
He turned the light on. I was quite shocked about that. "Holy shit, turn it off!" He directly turned it off and apologized to me. "Don't apologize, I am just too sensible." He nodded, even though I couldn't see it. I just knew he did.
"So what do you want to talk about?" He sat down on the ground and wanted to listen to me. I put the blanket away and sat down on the bed telling him he should join me, so we sat together on the bed.
"I think we should do it otherwise around. I like the ground. I am sometimes sleeping on the ground at home. If I fall out of the bed, it's you to blame too!"
He looked at me and asked:" You still fall out of the bed?" I lied to him and even went so far as to tell him that I do it almost every day. But he didn't give in so I had no choice but to suggest him sleeping in the bed too...
Well, I didn't do it because I wanted to, that you can believe... I didn't even believe it myself but wasn't very concerned by that.
He looked at me and his eyes already told me that he can't do that. It felt a bit painful around my chest but that did matter less. I don't want him to get sick because of me. So before he even could speak I would. "Bass I won't have to worry about you getting sick if u sleep in the bed too."
He looked at me as if he had lost. Did I crack the nut?
"Fine, but it's on you!"
My heart started to race like crazy when he came under the sheets, I was afraid that he would hear it and I clenched my hands.
I still won't be able to sleep but it's fine because he is right there.
Deep in the night, Bass rolled around like crazy and I wasn't sure what happened but it seemed like he has a nightmare.
I turned towards him and whispered that everything's okay, that I am there for him, and pat his head.
He didn't wake up but he gradually calmed down.
I am so glad...
I turned around again with my back towards him. When he suddenly gripped my waist and came closer.
His breath on my skin tickled me a bit, but it also filled me with hidden desires... Fuck, I regret it now... Not only were his hands on my waist but his lips naturally touched my neck and I was on edge the whole night long.
Like he said it's on me. No blaming him, it's all my fault.
But why am I looking forward to next time? That is if there ever is a next time...