idiots to lovers | ONC 2021 | completed

6. more cuddles

Chapter 6

"How did your soul-gazing exercise go?" Doctor Elena Santiago asks, her gaze shifting between Kavin and me, who are feet apart on the couch.

The last six days have been difficult with this stupid exercise. I don't know how Kevin can be so unaffected by it while I melt every time we start it.

"It didn't change much," Kevin says, crossing his arms over his chest.

Elena nods, writing something on her pink iPad. "What happened?"

I bite my lip, looking at the doctor's shiny heels. Should I tell her about him sleeping with someone else? I know we're not a real couple, but at least it's something real. I cannot lie for a full-on hour.

"He cheated on me," I quietly say, leaving my gaze on her feet. I feel watched by both of them.

"Why do you think that?" Elena asks.

"I was there when it happened."

I tell her the whole story: from the moment we talked on his bed, to the girl barging in the room crying, and me leaving them alone.

"I'm guessing you didn't confront him about it since you guys are here."

I nod, swallowing a lump.

"Did you do it?" she asks Kevin now.

Silence fills the room. I can still feel his gaze on me, making my skin heat up. "I didn't."

My head snaps toward him. His eyes are narrowed at me. "You didn't?"

He nods. "I didn't. Amanda used to date an asshole, and that night she showed me their sex tape he posted for revenge. We were trying to find a way to erase it. I told you before. I don't cheat."

The embarrassment I'm feeling right now is making me sink into the couch. Somebody make me disappear, please. It's too much for me. How can I continue the session after this embarrassment? Not only did I reveal the fact that I'm upset about it, but I was also wrong.

"How is the truth making you feel?" the therapist asks.

I look at my twiddling fingers. "Embarrassed," I murmur.

"Why?"

"I don't know. I just didn't expect that. The noises sounded so. . .You know what I mean."

"Have you been in a relationship before Kevin?"

I shake my head. "Never."

I can hear her hum before asking, "How do you see him?"

I frown, looking at her. Her green eyes tell it all; She's curious as hell. "What do you mean?" I ask.

"Is he nice, an idiot, or perhaps even funny? How do you see him?"

I glance at my fake boyfriend, catching his gaze already on me, void of emotion. How can I describe him when I know so little? "Well, he's nice," I start, and she nods, pushing me to explain more. "And funny."

Elena raises an eyebrow. "That's it?"

What more should I say?

I nod, making her frown. "You've known Kevin for over a year. You should have noticed some good qualities about him by now."

I glance at my 'boyfriend'. He's smirking at me with mischievousness behind those emerald eyes. "Well, he's. . ." I stop, grinning victoriously. "He's a nice cook. He loves anything related to romance. He's an avid K-pop fan, and I love when he fanboys over Taylor Swift," I lie, scooting close enough to intertwine our fingers, resting them on my lap.