Davien's P. O. V
"I'm causing you so much grief, and believe me when I say this Davien Moore. You are the last man on Earth I ever want to make suffer." Kian stared warmly at me while he said that, causing my chest to tighten.
"And that's because, you've become a dear person to me, someone who I can't bare to…" right before he could say another word, we were interrupted by the sound of Jonas throwing up his insides onto my flooring.
The strong stench of beer filled the rooms, causing a discomfort, Kian closed his lips and stepped out of the room first, I strictly followed.
"He's.. had a bit too much to drink." I said alternating my glances between Kian and Jonas to see if he had stopped throwing up completely.
Kian rolled his eyes, "That lightweight is always causing problems when he's drunk." He hissed under his breath, with one hand still clutching onto a travel box.
