The evening was long, but it was nearing midnight already.
We were kind of drunk, but I guess not so drunk that we didn't know what was going on. I had my full conscience, just a bit wobbly on my feet and probably a bit more honest. But I Knew when to stop myself if needed.
We got up ready to head to our rooms but somehow, I tripped and as I was falling Caleb held my head to protect me from the landing. He had floor palmed me so that his body hovered on me as his hand supported his weight.
He was atop of me with a rosy touch to his cheek, probably from alcohol. He was staring at me a bit concerned and tears were threatening to fall. I felt my chest tighten. Looking at his vulnerable state, I wanted to comfort him. I knew he had a hard time. I was fully aware, and so, it bore me more pain.
He didn't need to tell me anything for me to see. I just had him analyzed like the palm of my hand. But there were times I couldn't figure him at all. But that was fine because it was probably for my sake. I didn't know how to put it into words.
I stared back at him with a smile as sincere as I could get. Suddenly, I felt a sensation on my lips. A palm held my cheek and drew the kiss deeper. I opened my eyes to see his expression right now. He was beet red. Completely embarrassed but he didn't let go.
My arms moved on their own and wrapped around him. I hugged him with one hand on his back and the other in his hair. I played to his advances and opened my teeth to let his tongue in. We wrestled for dominance as he explored my inside for a while until I realized I had held my breath all the while. My eyes were wet. I gasped for air when we parted lips.
I don't know if it was happiness or the guilt of taking advantage of him in his vulnerable state. I wiped them but they didn't seem to stop. They ran as if they were a broken dam. My face was wet with tears. I was overwhelmed with emotion to the point I didn't even know what I was feeling. My chest tightened further as if it couldn't bear it. I choked on words I wanted to say and was even having an already difficult time breathing. My limbs were completely numb so I couldn't even stand up or run away.
How could he be so good at kissing? I was panting and breathless.
When we parted our lips, he lay on his back beside me. I was hesitating on what to say. Thank you? Sorry? How would I get out of this situation without hurting him? Without hurting me by denying my feelings?
But one thing I was sure of is that I was definitely not going to admit that I was in love with him. Not now. It was not the best time. I really didn't care about the surroundings of where I was going to confess. If I thought, I was ready then that was all I needed.
Right then he was going through so much already. I would not be so selfish. I will keep these thoughts to myself. I closed my eyes and avoided meeting his eyes. Though I didn't know what look I had on my face I was sure if he saw my eyes then he would confirm it.
"Sorry if hiccup, I surprised you. I just wanted a kiss soooo bad. Thanks… I'll hiccup try to get to bed." He said as he struggled to get on his feet, half laughing at his last sentence. I stared at his lips stained with my saliva. He was weirdly alluring.
"Good night, Caleb."
That was all I could say.
The night ended like that.