May
As I woke from the morning sun streaming through the window, opening my eyes, I saw muscular hands wrapped tightly around my waist, and the relief I felt was unexplainable. His face, calm, lips parted, chest heaving up and down with each breath, he looks perfect and just like mine. His muscular arms, like golden sculptures in the sunlight, held me so close to him his breath fanning my face.
I don't know when he returned from the hospital, but seeing him in my arms took away all my worries, and only he mattered at this moment. I tried unclenching his hands from my waist without waking him, but it was futile; he wouldn't let go.
"Please, five minutes more, baby, let me hold you," he whispered, his soft voice stirring desire within me. And I melted; I love it when he calls me 'baby.' I don't know why, but I just like it, and I couldn't stop myself from pecking his lip.
A soft smile left his lip, when I touched his lip with mine, inhaling his addictive smell. As I was about to break the kiss, he deepened it. He sneaked his tongue inside my mouth, engulfing me with him holding me so close.
He twirled his tongue around my tongue, sucking me, licking me, marking me, exploring every part of me he already knows. Drool slid down my jaw as he kissed me without letting me breathe; his wet tongue melting me, his pheromones calming me, and I found peace again knowing he loves me.
He let me break the kiss for air before slamming his lips to me again; he made me sit on his lap, my hands around his neck, holding him tight and just drowning in his kiss that made me feel many things. His one hand is on my waist balancing us while one hand is in my hair holding me close to him, and how much I love his kisses is only I know.
As the kiss deepens more and more with each passing minute, soft moans keep escaping my mouth, and I couldn't stop them. He's just so perfect; I feel myself a bit horny; I feel my cock hardening, and the embarrassment of being hard just by him kissing me is immense, and I tried to break the kiss until I feel something poking under me, and I realized it's his cock, and it's hard for me and from kissing me.
He breaks the kiss after sucking the hell out of me; we both are panting hard while he is still hard, and I am too. He is still holding me tightly to him, breathing harshly.
"Baby, please..." He said breathlessly with voice so soft that makes me wanna jump up to him, but I won't today, and that would be his punishment today.
"No," I said pouting, getting off of his lap and sitting on the bed with cross legs trying to make him understand why I'm saying no, and he smiles; he just smiles so beautifully, his dimples showing, and I forgive him for leaving me there.
Oh God, how much I love him.
"I'm sorry," he said, voice so vulnerable, and I was about to forgive him just from that until he continued.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that, and I hate myself for that; I wanna punch myself so bad for leaving you there alone for pushing you and for not realizing I hurt you." He said without even waiting for breathes with voice breaking at times, and I couldn't; I just couldn't.
I love him so much.
I hug him tightly, my cheek on his shoulder, and he holds me back, he holds me so tightly like he's scared I'll leave him.
We sat there hugging each other, God knows for how long. Without any words, without expressing anything, without any disturbance, just our breathing, we just hugged each other for so long, and our silence spoke everything; he knew I forgave him because he knew everything about me.
"I love you." I said looking at his face smiling widely and I show happiness, warmth, relief, love everything at once in his eyes when I said those words.
"I love you too, baby. I love you so much" he said kissing me again, and we both melt until his cock touched my thigh, and I realized he is still hard.
I couldn't help but giggle when he just awkwardly smiled, and everything felt fine again.
"I won't help you. Go to the bathroom and work on it by yourself" I said still smiling, I show his disappointed sad puppy look and his shoulder drooping.
"Baby, please na?" He said trying to hug me again but I got out of the bed and show him my tongue teasing him before saying.
"I'm hungry; I'm going down; come fast after working on that" I said pointing at his hard cock by my finger and ran down the stairs out of the room without hearing his response.
.....
After having our breakfast, which he cooked for us, and his cooking skills are just my favorite – I love the dishes he makes, and all he ever makes is my favorite food, not that I oblige. After showering and changing our clothes, we decided that we should check on Rose, and here we are now, going to the hospital to check on her.
I called Tian on the way, telling him that I'm alright, and I also called Vivian because Tian said he was worried for me. I didn't know until now that I have three people who really do care for me. I don't know about Rose; I don't even know if she likes me – she never really talks to me that much, but I do care for her because Kay cares for her, and I envy their friendship. But at times, the looks she gives me are just... uncomfortable? I guess.
After reaching the hospital, Kay parked his car and intertwined my fingers with his, walking inside the hospital with my hand on his, without caring about the glances. Rose is awake, and thank God she looks fine. Her boyfriend, now ex, really did abuse her badly, and I really feel bad for her. I hope her ex would go to prison for his wrong doings.
She smiled happily when she saw us entering the room, or more like Kay entering the room. She looks happy seeing him until she looks down on our entwined hands, and her smile fades a little. I know I'm just overthinking – why would she be unhappy looking at our hands? Maybe she really doesn't like me; maybe she thinks I'm not good enough for Kay.
"Are you okay, Rose?" Kay asked, voice laced with worry, stopping me from further overthinking.
"Yes, Kay, I'm fine. It's just... I was scared, all alone. Thank you for coming. Can... can you please hug me?" She said with teary eyes, voice sad while stuttering.
Kay looks at me asking for permission, and I nodded while smiling genuinely at him. I would not consider myself human if I had stopped him from hugging his friend who is hurt.
He removes my hand from his gently, and it didn't make me feel empty – no, it did. Fuck me. He went to her and hugged her, and she hugged him tightly with tears flowing down her face while I just stood there, anyway.
After talking with him and telling him many things her ex did to her, and hearing it really made me sad because her ex was really a horrible person. Kay gave her porridge to eat as she hadn't eaten anything, and after taking her meds, she looks at my direction and gave me a small smile that seemed kinda... fake? Fuck my hyperactive overthinking brain.
After smiling back at her, I asked, "Are you feeling fine? Or do you need anything else?" I gave her a reassuring smile, telling her through my smile that everything will be fine.
She smiled back, saying, "I'm fine, thank you." And that's it – that's the end of our discussion. I told you right; we never really talk.
Kay came back to my side and sat with me, giving me a light peck on my forehead, and I couldn't help but smile.
But Rose – she doesn't look so fine; she must be not feeling well. Then she spoke with a voice so vulnerable and soft, with tears flowing, "Can I stay at your house for a bit, Kay, please? I don't have anywhere to go at the moment." And hearing that made me droop a bit because I like solitude with Kay – fuck, I'm really a horrible person.
I don't know what to say, and she said 'your' house, like I'm not even present here, like it's not mine, which made me sad a bit.
"It's 'our' home, Rose – mine and May's home," he said softly to her, just correcting her wrong saying.
"I'm sorry; I know. It was just a slip of the tongue; I didn't think much of it," She said, more sadly, and that really made me feel like a horrible person.
"It's okay, Rose; you don't have to be sorry," I said with a smile on my face, telling her with my smile that it's okay, she didn't reply and just looked directly at Kay, asking for an answer to her previous question.
"You can if May agrees," Kay said, asking for my permission, and I know he cares for his friends, and he wants to help her, and I couldn't say no because she really has no one.
"You can, Rose; our home has many rooms," I said, looking at Kay, and he looks back at me, smiling while agreeing that I'm right.
And like this, we will have a guest at our house – not gonna lie, I'm a bit sad sharing our personal space. I really am a horrible person.
Rose's face lit up with gratitude, and she thanked Kay, her voice filled with emotion.
"Thank you, Kay. I really appreciate it," she said, tears welling up in her eyes.
Kay smiled warmly and hugged her again. "Don't mention it, Rose. You're welcome to stay with us for as long as you need."
I forced a smile, trying to appear welcoming, but deep down, I felt uneasy about sharing our intimate space with someone else.
"We should head home now," Kay suggested, helping Rose gather her belongings.
As we left the hospital, I couldn't help but wonder how this new arrangement would affect our relationship.