Soulmate (Completed) 18+

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**Boun POV**

OWW!!

My eyes fly open as I glance to my right to figure out where that sharp pain hade come from but when I figured it out my head was still trying to process.  

Prem is currently biting my shoulder in his sleep...

I couldn't help but chuckle softly as I brush a loose strand of hair out of his face. I don't know if I'm suppose to think that this is cute or strange. 

I mean who bites someone in their sleep?

I guess I can add that to the list of things that I like about him along with the many many other things. Every day I know him this list tends to grow and I'm not sure when it will stop growing. 

Looking to my left I could see that there was maybe an hour and a half left until we had to head to work so I slowly slid myself out from under him until he was laying on his stomach with his face pushed into the pillows. 

He looks cute all cuddled into the bed...

The memories from the night before start to push into my head and I could feel myself blushing at the thought of him trying to take care of my problem. I still can't believe he was so freaking bold.

It surprised the hell out of me and it was probably the last thing I had expected from him but what could I have really expected in the first place. We were drunk and he's not exactly stable at the moment, I need to be better around him. 

I am better than that...

He needs to trust me before we do anything, I know he says he does but there's always new and different levels of trust from anyone. 

It's become something I like to ask him though, in a way it helps him realize that I would never do anything to break his trust and I never will. 

I just need to be patient until the day he realizes I'm telling the truth. 

Looking around the room I could see a few more pictures hidden in different corners. I hope one day he has enough courage to do what will make him happy again. 

Ignoring the picture frames I make my way to the bathroom and glance at my shoulder to see a soft pink mark. 

He really did bite me...

Out of a moment of weakness I start to think about how it look to have many of those marks left all around my body and I could feel my face turning red. 

What the hell am I thinking...

Looking down at my practically naked body I head back to the bedroom to pull on my clothes. Being ready for work when he wakes up would probably be the best options so neither of us end up being late. 

It would be kind of bad if I was late to my own buisness...

It's a good thing I keep a change of extra clothes in my office so it won't be super obvious that I didn't go home last night, Tay would lose it if he found out that I spent the night at Prem's.

I think I've complained enough to him about Prem for the last 2 and a half years to give him a life time of migraines. He's hit me with my own books more than I can count at this point. 

Trying to stay quiet I chuckle under my breath before closing the bedroom door behind me. I really hope the smell of food wakes him up or I'm going to have to be the bad guy and wake a man from perfectly good sleep...

Especially after him waking up in the middle of the night last night. 

That made me smile as I think about him accepting me, maybe not for indefinite but 3 days was a start. All I needed was a window, just a tiny window and this could actually work. 

What he doesn't know is that after his first panic attack I actually looked up what happened, since he wouldn't tell me I did research and found out different ways to help it. 

I understand why he wouldn't want to tell me about any of it but I want to make sure that I can be the best thing for him and if that means staring at my computer for 6 hours learning about mental health than so be it. 

It shouldn't be a bad thing to begin with, I wish he wouldn't think of himself in such a negative way. 

He is stronger than he might think. 

When I got to the fridge though I found out that it was the least of my problems right now. There was absolutely nothing in it at all...

How could there be nothing in his fridge?

Feeling confused I pull open the door of the freezer and see that it was the exact same. 

It's completely empty...

Does he not go to the store anymore?

Not wanting to go back on my promise to make him breakfast I decide that it was probably the best idea to go to the closest open breakfast place to get him something to eat. 

Restaurant food is better than no food, right?

letting out a sigh I make my way back into the bedroom and search for my wallet which was on the side table with my phone and keys. 

Crap...

I need to go get my car from the restaurant parking lot too. 

This morning is turning out to be a little more than I thought it was going to be.

...

Due to good timing and luck I was able to make it back to the apartment in time before Prem woke up. 

First I had to take the train to the restaurant and than drive my car to the nearest place that sells breakfast. Honestly I'm surprised that my car didn't end up getting towed or fined for staying in the parking lot over night, I hadn't exactly thought about that last night...

Than I had to wait for our meals which I'm not even sure if he'll like what I got but I guessed the best I could and I just hope he ends up liking it. Even if he doesnt I wont let it affect my current mood, even though I've been rushing around since the moment I woke up I've been happy as hell the entire time. 

I'm currently in the process of unpackaging everything and waiting for him to wake up. The place I went to seemed to be a family owned place and the owner was kind. The entire place smelled really good and my mouth has basically been watering the entire time I was on my way home. 

I couldn't help but turn on some music and start to dance to myself as I grab some cups from the cupboard and than pour the drinks I had gotten to go into them. I wanted everything to atleast look nice, to go trays and cups isn't really the style I was going for. 

The food was on our plates and I was about to bring them to the table when I feel someone staring at me from the corner of my eye.

Slowly I turned around to find Prem leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and a small smile on his face. 

Boun: Feeling embarrassed that I had been dancing freely while he watched. "Good morning..."

How long has he been standing there?