Colleagues | Jesse Klaver x Rob Jetten | English

Part 12

Thank you all so so much for the love on last chapter and the note I wrote. Since I'm really gratefull I wanted to give you a little extra. Enjoy Besties!!🤍

-Rob-

I feel a warm feeling on my bare chest. I slowly open my eyes and all I see are curls. When I look down I see a beautiful man laying next to me. Jesse's warm breath strokes against the skin of my chest. I feel butterflies in my stomach when I think about our conversation yesterday. We both confessed our feelings for eachother. Jesse panicked about work and the media finding out but I'm atleast happy that we now both know how we feel. The body next to me moves and he shoves himself closer to me for comfort. His black lashes lay on his cheeks. Those beautiful long lashes.... He slowly opens his eyes and I see him trying to realize where he is.

"Goodmorning beautiful" I softly whisper to him. He looks up to me and smiles. "Morning" he stretches himself and pulls the sheets over his head. I chuckle. He's cute. "How did you sleep?" I ask him. He takes the blankets of his head. "Like a baby" again I chuckle. "No really, It has been a while since I slept with someone else in bed and it comforted me. It was really nice" His mouth forms a smile. I hang myself above him and press our lips together. He hums against my lips and I feel him smiling. I pull out and bury my head in the crook of his neck and slowly let my upper body rest on his. His arms are around my neck and we lay like that for a while. Just cuddling.

"Let's get up and make some breakfast" Jesse says and he jumps out of bed. I also get out and take my phone from the nightstand and put some socks on. Jesse puts on a grey hoodie and I just walk around in my bare torso. I don't have it that cold. We go downstairs and I make coffee for us. "What should we make" Jesse says while opening the fridge. "What do you think about pancakes for breakfast?" He turns his head to me. "Perfect"I say and I press a kiss on his cheek.

We make vanilla pancakes and put them on plates. Not much later we are eating our breakfast across eachother at Jesse's small dinner table. "You know.." I swallow my pancake. "I am so happy about our conversations yesterday" I say while looking how Jesse eats his pancake. He looks up to me. "Yeah me too." We eat our breakfast in a comfortable silence. Jesse was very silent everytime I talked about feelings, or liking someone... I wonder why. We finish our pancakes and we do the dishes. I clean the plates and mugs in the slightly hot water and lay them on the countertop so Jesse can dry them with a towel.

Should I throw some foam in his face? I take a hand full of the foam and look at Jesse. "You have something on your face" he looks confused at me and comes closer and I act like I want to take it from his face. I softly smear my hand over his cheek and the foam sticks to his face. I burst out laughing and Jesse can laugh at it too. "Ohhh you're getting that back!!" He takes a lot of foam and chases me through the livingroom. I turn around and he slaps two hands on my face. "Omg! You didn't just do that!" I scream and we both run to the kitchen. A foam fight goes by and we throw foam at eachother like two little kids. We're both soaking wet and our hair is messy.

He presses me against the kitchen counter and locks his lips with mine. I kiss him back and grab his wet face and run my fingers through his hair. We both pause for some air and I quickly press my lips back on his. His perfect pink lips. I feel his tongue against my teeth and let him explore my mouth. I suck on his lips and the corners of his mouth and kiss right under his ear. He pulls out and I feel his hands massage my neck.

He looks me in the eyes and he swallows hard. "I really really like you Rob..." my heart starts pounding when he speaks his words. Suddenly his eyes start to water and he burries his face in my neck. "Hey hey...what's wrong?" I whisper to him. Is he crying?? I stroke his back and he starts sniffing. "Shhhh" I try to calm him down. Well maybe his emotions need to come out. "I-I My.." he pulls out and looks at the ground. "My dad always told me I couldn't like boys..." my heart skips a beat. "H-he told me that I would be miserable and failing if I ever did. And th-that he would be extremely disappointed in me.." he whispers the last few words and his grib around my neck tightens.

I pull him in a thight hug. He doesn't deserve a father like that... We pull out and I run my thumbs over his cheeks to dry his tears. "I can't imagine how that is for you.. I'm really sorry you had to go through this Jes" I kiss his forehead. "Just know that I really really like you too and that it is totally okay to like men. Please never feel guilty against your father for liking men. You are perfect. Not a failure" He smiles through his tears and presses his salty lips onto mine. We cuddle for a while and decide to spend the day on the couch.