𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙏𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 || 𝘽𝙭𝘽 || 14+

𝔻𝕒𝕪 - 𝟚

"Are you even writing this down?" An irritated voice asks.
"H-Huh? O-Oh yeah," I lie scribbling down on my note pad. "Two espressos and two pancake specials."
The two girls stare at me upset. "No," one speaks up, "we wanted two waters and two hamburgers."
"Right, right," I correct myself. "I'll get right on-"
They slowly start to stand up. "That's alright. We weren't really that hungry anyways."
"Excuse me ladies," Luke says sliding to my rescue. "I'm terribly sorry for my friend. How about I get you two peach teas on the house?"
They practically melt back down into their chairs. "O-O-Okay."
"Excellent. Kaydan, follow me," he finishes pulling me behind him. "How about you just bring food to the right tables, you think you can do that?"
I nod, but barely. During this time, I had never realized how similar sevens and ones looked. I even managed to mixed up at least eight dishes and broke five plates. I had also snuck off to the back and fell asleep propped up against a wall.
"Kaydan!" Luke yells at me.
I twitch and stand up saying, "What? What? I'm awake!"
He had called me into to work at 6 A.M. It was now somewhere around 10 P.M.
You would have expect him to have mercy on me...
In the process of looking up, I break a plate; Scratch that, another plate. "...Sorry."
Luke bends down to pick up the pieces. "You know what? Just go home."
"Really?" I question happily.
"Obviously you're way to tired to be here right now."
"Thank you! I owe you!" I say in the spur of the moment.
"I know. That's why tomorrow you're working the afternoon shift."
"You're joking."
"Nope. So you'd better go home and make up for every ounce of sleep you've lost."
"Sure!" I hang my apron and quickly dash out the door.
Once I enter my apartment I dash up the stairs. As soon as I hit my floor I can hear them at it already. I lose it. "No, no, no, no, no!" I scream charging to his door.
"Yes! Right there! Right-" I bang on the door cutting her off.
They don't stop, but they definitely slow down. I stand in place. They slowly begin to pick the pace back up and I bang again. They stop for sure this time. It's silent. There is a muffled conversation going to behind the door. Loud footsteps start and approach me rapidly. I sidestep out of the way. The door almost hits me as a half dressed woman storms out of it.
"Move!" She exclaims shoving me anyway.
I watch her leave then turn my attention back to the door. A tall, handsome guy is standing at the doorway, wearing only boxers. He has black hair and a slight three o'clock shadow. I lost my ability to form words.
When I find it I say, "B-Because of you, I haven't been able to-"
"Me?" He interrupts staring down at me. "You're the one who just scared my date away." He growls.
I falter for a second. "E-Excuse me, but-....W- Well you've been-"
"Come here," he says grabbing onto my wrist. He yanks me inside his room and slams the door closed behind me. He begins to trail kisses down the nape of my neck.
"C-Cut it out! I'm a guy you know!" I yell.
"Good for you," he says in between kisses, "You have to make up for this." He picks me up, and throws me over his shoulder. By this point he's made it over to his bed. He pushes me onto it and pulls off my shirt, kissing my neck again.
"Stop!" I exclaim sticking my hand out to push him back. His chest doesn't budge.
Thankfully he stops anyway and stares at me. "I'm way too tired for this!"
"So?" he asks going back in for the kill.
"H-Hey!"
He pauses again, clearly frustrated.
"You've had sex for the past two days in a row! Aren't you exhausted?"
"I can't sleep without it, so no," he retorts.
"W-Wait, what? You can't sleep without sex?" I question baffled. "How long has that been happening?"
"I don't know. Just strip already," he finishes reaching for my pants.
"Hang on!" I grab his hand. "When was the last time you have slept without sex?"
"Didn't I just tell you that I don't know?"
I sigh heavily. I didn't realize how tired I was, but I was feeling it now, especially becuase I finished wrestling him. "Look, I'm not gunna have sex with you, but I will stay with you for the night; this way you have someone to sleep next to, and I don't have to move. Got it?"
He stays quiet.
"You know what? I'm hella tired. I'm going to sleep." I pull the blankets out from underneath me and up to my chin.
Holy wow, this is a nice bed!
I literally sink into the mattress. As I fall out of consciousness, I feel the bed move beside me. The blankets are up and there is a pair of arms that wrap themselves around my waist. My muscles tense instantly.
"I won't," he whispers causing my body to relax again.
I try my hardest to stay up, but can no longer fight it. I fall asleep hoping I did the right thing trusting him not to do anything.
~Christian's P.O.V~
I exhale deeply.
He's lucky he tired me out. I wouldn't have noticed if he didn't say anything...
I groan.
I don't understand how he expects me to fall asleep like this...and the texture of his pants is making this really uncomfortable.
"...Hey," I whisper, "I'm going to take your pants off."
There is a loud snore in response.
I unbuckle his belt and toss it on the floor and remove his pants after that, tossing them where the belt went. Then I bring him closer into me, sighing heavily.
I still don't see it...
I take a deep breath, and actually assess the situation. Since I wasn't having sex with him, this gave me a chance to notice some of the small things. His body fit into mine awkwardly, and even though he had slightly wide shoulders, his spine was small. His skin was also cool against mine, which is a new sensation. Sex usually made the person's skin hot. It also made them wet and sticky with sweat. With this thought in my mind, I notice that his skin is smooth as well. I also notice that he has a slight scent of fresh roses, yet they seemed to have been kissed by flames. The sheets drape over us perfectly, cradling us in their touch against the bed. When I finally stop thinking I can feel his body rising and falling slowly within my arms as his heart beats softly against my chest.
It was definitely different...but I didn't despise it. Without me realizing, my breathing was in time with his and my eyes had already been closed. I haven't felt this relaxed in awhile. Before I could drift off completely, I do my usual routine and kiss him below his earlobe.
Then, I allow sleep to take me.
I wake up to the sound of puppies
barking. Truth be told, I am a pretty light sleeper. The tiniest of noises seem to wake me. A low rolling thunder, footsteps in the hallways...even a loud banging against my door.
I slowly sit up and lean over my partner. I grab his pants off the floor and remove his phone from his pocket. It's his alarm. On the screen there is a litter of pit bulls tripping over each other to lick the screen, and the time is being accurately displayed. 6:30 A.M. I shake his shoulder.
"Hey Roses, your alarm is going off."
He doesn't respond. He's out like a light.
I take one more look at his screen then silence it before powering it down. I toss it back in his pocket and go back to my original position. Our breathing syncs again and I reenter dreamworld.
The next time wake up, it is 2 in the afternoon. I sit up fully and stretch out my arms. That was one of the best sleeps I've had in ages! I stop myself from swinging my legs out to my left. I didn't know Roses was still here. My partner would usually have been gone by now. I get out to my right and walk over to his side. I stare down at him. "Hey," I say poking him in the face. "You should probably go now."
He swats my hand away. "Leave me alone, Luke," he mumbles.
I narrow my eyes at him and bend over to pinch his cheek. "It's Christian; Christian."
"Cwis..twin..." he squirms.
I release his cheek and straighten up. I sigh. "...Whatever." I head to my shower and get in for a quick wash. I brush my teeth afterwards, and head back into my room. I remove the towel from my hair and let it hang around my neck, then notice that Roses is up.
His face is red and he's staring dead at me. "What the hell did you do?"
"...The hell are you talking about?"
He lifts his pants from off the floor.
I walk right into my closet and continue to dry my hair saying, "Calm down. We didn't do anything, not that I would want to do anything to you anyways."
I could hear the sheets ruffle as he angrily stands up and shoves his legs into his pants. He heads for my door and I call out to him.
"Hey, you sleep here, you fix it."
He storms over to me in my closet. "What?"
"Fix your side of the bed," I answer without looking at him.
"O-Oh." He goes over there and messes with the sheets. "Happy?"
I step out to look. It was extremely wrinkly compared to my side. I exhale deeply before saying, "...I was going to throw them out anyway." I throw my towel on the bed and turn to face him. "By the way, your alarm went off earlier."
"Sorry about that," he says pulling it out of his pocket. "...Did it die or something?" He finishes slipping it back in.
"No, I just turned it off."
"Okay...What time is it again?"
"I don't know, probably around 2: 33 P.M." He freezes. "...You're kidding, right?" "No."
He whips out his phone and powers it on. It vibrates more than several times. "Shit!" He exclaims. "13 missed calls!" In that instant his phone rings again. He picks it up before the first ring even finishes. "...Hell-"
"DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT TIME IT IS?" The voice on the other end yells.
"Luke, I just over slept and-"
"I. DON'T. GIVE. A. DAMN. GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE, AND DO IT NOW!"
The line goes quiet.
...So that's Luke.
"I have to go!" He exclaims charging out of my closet.
As he passes me his scent lingers in the air.
-Kaydan's P.O.V-
...I never liked roses.