The night goes fastly. With every minute it is getting colder, and colder. I snuggle up in my hoodie, trying to accumulate some warmth. My hands are like ice. I shiver sometimes. But I don't mind freezing as long as Hoshi is by my side. I'd freeze forever if it means he'll be there.
"Are you cold?" Hoshi asks me with a slightly worried tone. He stops and looks at me.
"We can go to my place if you want. After all, I wanted to invite you to dinner there." He says with a smile. I am interested in how Hoshis apartment looks. Is it as cozy as his hug? Is it messy, like his hair? Is it dark, as his eyes? Does it smell clean and soft, like him? How is it? I hope there's a lot of natural light, and maybe he's got a balcony.
But what I know for sure that he's got a roommate.
"But what about your roommate?" I ask him. I'm not in the mood for meeting any new people right now.
"It's alright. He's not home tonight. So do you like sushi?"
"I love it!"
"And you're not allergic to cats, right?"
"Oh you have a cat? No I'm not." I giggle happily, as we are getting closer to his place.
When we get there, I can't help but watch it with astonishment. It's huge, compared to mine. It has got a balcony, and huge windows with a beautiful view on the city. The kitchen is basic, but spacious, equipped with all kinds of appliances that my kitchen lacks. It's all one room, and it's got a wooden dining table too. That is what I see when he lets me in. When we go further, I can see many closed doors - probably bedrooms, bathroom… and also wooden stairs that lead to the living room. The living room is quite small, with big windows, a gray sofa, some white wooden table and television.
The apartment is very lovely looking. It's bright, there are some paintings hanging on the wall,some cute decorations, and a few plants. Just pretty calm, and clean, just like him.
His cat immediately comes to him, and starts purring as he pets him. I stroke him too. He is so adorable. I can't help but talk to him, telling him how cute he is, even though he can't understand me.
In the corner of my eye, I can see Hoshi smiling. He looks at us with a somewhat pleased expression. As if he was happy with the way I treat Nelson - his cat.
I switch my language to my native one, and continue talking sweetly to Nelson.
"Hey, stop. That's not fair. I can't understand you!" Hoshi chuckles. I smile at him, and stand up.
"Your apartment is beautiful." I say as I look around again
"It's not as nice actually. There shines a lot of sun in the morning from all the huge windows and it kind of annoys me."
"Are you serious??? It must be the best thing ever! I wish to be here in the morning somewhen!" I say, not even realizing that I'm just admitting that I'd love to spend some more time, here, with him.
"I mean, you can sleep over if you want. It's getting pretty late…."
I blush at his request. Letting me sleep over means he trusts me. It means that he gives me permission to be included in his private life too. He tells me he actually doesn't mind being so close.
I look at him shyly, not wanting to bother him, but also really excited at the thought of spending a night with him.
"It is really late, and it's hard to catch a bus at this hour….But I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable, soo."....
"I guess I'm okay with it. But can I cuddle," You "Nelson when I go to sleep?" I remain blushing, and giggle shyly at him. He chuckles at my words.
"Of course you can! Shall we eat the dinner then?"
Hoshi cuts the sushi and prepares it on the table.
"It's homemade?!" I say, being all surprised.
"Yeah, I thought I could make it and hopefully eat it with you haha."
"And It's delicious! Where did you learn to make such good sushi?" I ask inquiringly
"That's a hard question. I've been cooking since I was a little…."
"You cook?"
"I do."
My eyes shine with astonishment. I find guys who can cook very attractive. For a moment I can't stop imagining him cooking something nice, while the apron lines his slim, toned body…
I blush at my thought, a bit embarrassed, and continue eating this divine sushi.
We talk and laugh, and steal shy looks. Nelson appears from time to time to ask for a fish. And my expression turns dreamy, as I lean my head on my hand, and just listen to what Hoshi has to say.