"Song?" I called softly when the fact about the bike and the old guy came up.
"Hmm?" He hummed while nuzzling on my chest making it tickle.
"What about the bike ride and the Sundays?" I asked with a normal tone.
"Please don't ask me anything..... I'm tired." He said moving his head to the other side.
"Sleep on the bed. Isn't it uncomfortable?" He'll get body pains if he sleeps in this position.
"You want me to get up?" He asked after raising his head and making eye contact with me. His eyes were puffy, has he been crying lately?. But looking at those eyes... I couldn't resist. It's not that I want him to get up, I just want him to be comfortable.
"No," I said while shaking my head sideways.
"I'm worried that you'll be uncomfortable," I said breaking eye contact.
