TsukiYama

9.

so sorry to all 3 of you that i didnt post! i've been focused on steamy later chapters (which will be out soon once i write the chapters between, which is only a few)! and working on school shit yay /s (i hate it here)

I couldn't stop thinking about him.

I woke up from my deep sleep on a Monday morning. I woke up naturally, which was unusual for me.

Huh, it's pretty light outside, what time is it? I thought, looking at the clock. 9?! What the hell?! I'm late for class! Why in the hell didn't my alarm go off! Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I rushed out of bed and put on some clean clothes. I walked out into my kitchen to maybe grab something to eat before running out the door, almost forgetting my bookbag.

"Oh, good morning, Kei. Where are you in a rush to?"

"School, I'm late," I said, grabbing a granola bar out of the cabinet.

"It's a holiday, sweetie."

"What? It is?"

"Well not an important one, but there's no school."

I sighed in relief. I decided that while I was already up, I'd stay that way.

I picked up my phone. I hadn't checked it yet since I was in such a rush. Tadashi had texted me a couple times.

-8:32AM-

[Tadashi: Hey, Tsukki! What are you doing today? Could I come over?]

[Tadashi: What are you doing for your birthday Saturday?]

I started typing in response. I had no plans for my birthday yet, but I could at least properly answer his first question.

[I don't think I'm doing anything. Come over if you like.] -Sent

[I don't have any plans for my birthday yet. Something with my family and you if you want to come, and that's it probably. It'll be around dinner time, like usual.] -Sent

[Tadashi: Okay, I'm gonna come over in a little while. Expect me in twenty minutes.]

[Okay.] -Sent

I sat on my bed, against the wall. My mind wandered to the thoughts I was successfully repressing for the past day.

Again, I found myself thinking of the perverted things I'd do to a certain green haired boy. I'd never do these things, not anytime soon, anyway. So why did I think of it so much?!

Again, from scolding myself to wondering off with multiple trains of thoughts at once.

How cute would his red face be if he was under me..his voice...

No! Fuck, not again.

I suddenly remembered my dream. Thank the stars it wasn't anything bad. As much as my mind wondered about Tadashi, I rarely had a dream about anything..bad. He was in my dream, along with a few others, and nothing much had happened. Just normal dream, that Tadashi happened to be in.

It had been ten minutes since Tadashi texted me. So I had less than ten more minutes till he got to my house.

Which meant I was also sitting there daydreaming about him like an idiot for ten minutes.

I couldn't control my thoughts. I just wanted them to go away, but they kept resurfacing. I wanted every gross thought to pack up and leave, and never come back. I was sick of feeling guilty for my thoughts, but as long as they'd include those ones, I'd continue regretting them. Because it was gross, and we hadn't done anything like that yet. And I didn't even know if Tadashi wanted to do that ever. And it'd be fine if he didn't, I'd love him just the same, but I would feel even more terrible.