UNREQUITED LOVER

morning afters

The next morning, the sunlight shining through the window wakes kai up, he can feel the heat on his face and see the red engulfing his eyes, he brings a hand up to block the illuminating rays as he sighs. ‘Another day’ he says to himself, ‘Why me?’ knowing that every morning he drew breath would be one day more he’d have to wallow in his miserable life.

He opens his eyes partially to see that he is in his living room; he must have fallen asleep on the couch again. He didn't think anything of it because most nights that was where he would sleep.

He didn’t want to sleep in his huge bed alone, so his room was only really reserved for his drunken hook up’s, or if a friend visited. He hate’s it, why did he even buy the stupid bed, its proven to be the biggest waist of money yet, he scolds himself.

Bringing his hands to wipe his eyes, he looks at his watch. It was 8:30am, “shit, I’m late for school” he says, He has to hurry but when he tries to get up, he feels a heavy weight on top of him that makes his upper half plop back down on the couch.

bringing his hand up to feel what the weight is, he touches… skin? soft skin? And it’s warm?

it feels like…

a person? Strange.

He slides his hand up cautiously to feel further. he feels small shoulders and arms wrapped around his body. what in the hell.

Now that he thinks about it, this whole time something’s been tickling his skin. He uses his chin to feel the sensation further, it feels like hair. He brings his hand stroking, through the locks and the head readjusts its self, he feels the soft cheek press itself further into his chest… Shit, this is definitely a person.

He only hopes this human isn’t some random hook up he brought home. He remembered going to a bar to watch a concert and drinking an excessive amount of beer, (though his alcohol tolerance was high) he remembers getting drunk.. His heads hazy as he tries to remember the details of last night, struggling to pixilate his memory back together
but to no avail.

It couldn’t be a hook up, because kais not the cuddling after sex type. No offense to the people he sleeps with he just feels like feelings have to be involved, and his feelings were, well… preoccupied. So normally after the other person is satisfied, He calls an Uber, walks them to the door and apologizes for them having to leave.

He always lets them know what it is so that they don’t catch feelings for him. He never, and he means never lets a hook up stay the night. Not even the reoccurring ones.

so, this couldn’t be that.

But then what is this intruder doing here. God, he hopes he didn’t slip up, all he needs is some girl or boy (he doesn’t discriminate) proclaiming their feelings for him, or worse …a pregnancy, but kai makes sure to always were a condom so that can’t be the case.

He realizes he might just be dramatic but he’s freaking the fuck out.

He starts praying to whatever God exist that it’s not that just Thinking about it unsettles him, please let this not be any of those.

He wraps his arms around the warm body, slowly moving his head to look down, God he hopes the person is at least semi-attractive, he has had some bad drunken nights before where he woke up to, not to sound mean, monstrosity’s. He’ll scold himself harder if this is, because kai is a nice guy, but even he has standards.