Faded Embers

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Atlas' POV:

It's rare for me to wake up with someone else in my bed. Well, I suppose this is not my bed, as I look around the room and remember everything that happened yesterday. The memories make me flop back down and groan as I look at the ceiling.

Sean is sleeping quietly beside me, his normal fun-loving expression turned into a tranquil, peaceful one. He looks nice when he sleeps and I feel something deep in my stomach as I look at the gorgeous man next to me.

He's closer to me than he was when he went to sleep, but I don't really mind. Some people are just clingy sleepers; I know that I'm one, but I'm in a different place so it must have made me stay a bit further away from him.

Veronica hated how clingy I was when I spent the night at her place. She also hated that I never wanted to have sex with her; I just couldn't get turned on when she stripped, and it was embarrassing.

Especially since I don't have erectile dysfunction.

I get out of bed and put the blankets back over Sean so he can get comfortable again and keep sleeping. The poor guy works later because of his job, so it makes sense he needs more sleep.

Calin and Miles are nowhere to be seen, but I find Bailey on the couch and Toast on the counter grooming herself. I make sure to stop and pet Bailey and then scratch Toast's ears and neck before I get a pan and eggs out to start making myself breakfast.

I've made a mental note of everything I've used to I can replace it. The last thing I want to do is snatch food and not give it back to these guys who have taken care of me. I do the dishes and make sure to get the apartment cleaned up so they don't have to enter a mess when they wake up.

I sit on the couch and turn on the news. My mind keeps coming up with scenarios in which Sean would be laying in between my legs while we watch cartoons in the morning.

Why am I thinking of this?

Bailey is laying on my feet and she perks up when footsteps pad against the floor. Both she and I look to the kitchen and see Calin groggily walking into the room and getting himself a cup of water.

"Good morning," I say, and he turns around and offers me a tired smile. "You look exhausted."

"Miles has the stamina of one thousand horny men," Calin says, sitting on my thighs. "He's still sleeping and I will definitely be joining in a few minutes. Where did you sleep?"

I look at the television as my face warms up. "Uh, with Sean."

"YOU SLEPT WITH SEAN?!" Calin shrieks loudly enough to wake up the whole block. "Oh my gosh! Wait, you used a condom right?! You better have, Atlas! Anyway, that's so cute! Agh, I'm so happy for you!"

"No, not like that!" I say in a whisper-yell, covering Calin's mouth. "We shared a bed. We didn't have sex. He let me stay because his bed is big enough and he didn't want me to have to sleep on the couch."

Calin hums and pulls my hand off of his mouth. "Either way, I ship it," he says, grinning at me. "So cute!"

"I'm not gay, Calin."

"Straight people don't usually try to sleep with other guys in the bathrooms of clubs."

"I was drunk!"

He shrugs. "Okay, didn't mean to hit a pressure point," he says, before brightening up. "I'm going to go to the cafe down the street and get breakfast for Miles add Sean. Come with me."

"Are you and Miles an official item?"

Calin grins even brighter. "He asked me to be his boyfriend last night during some hot sex!" he cheers, dramatically fanning his red face. "I thought he was out of my league, so I'm glad he's attracted to overly excited twenty three year olds!"