I was sitting on the bed, while Luke was still in the shower. I had taken one already, and the TV didn't work so I wasn't doing much of anything.
Finally he exited the bathroom, shuffling the towel back and forth through his hair. He then dropped it to the floor, and crawling under the covers with me.
"You were in there for a while. Nice hot shower?" I asked.
"Actually the water was cold after about five minutes of me being in." He told me.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take all of the hot water." I said. "Why did you stay in so long."
His voice sounded strained when he quietly answered, "I was thinking." He peered up at me. "Do you think it's stupid that," he gulped, "Em-"
"Spit it out!" I chuckled.
He licked his lips sitting up and narrowing his eyes on me, "Don't lie." He said seriously.
I nodded.
"Do you find it brainless of me to have feelings for you?" He asked with his full attention on me.
It wasn't at all the question I thought he would ask, so I only said what first cane to my mind. "No."
"I was in the shower for so long because I was debating whether I should do this or not."
I stare at him, waiting for him to explain. But he didn't. His next action wasn't words but it was a kiss.
He held my chin, bending down, not even waiting for my permission, and pressed his lips to mine.
It wasn't long, but it was sweet and passionate, it wasn't meaningless. I'm not sure if a kiss should always feel so addicting, but as soon as his lips left mine, and it was our eyes meeting, I wanted to do it again. So I did. But instead of embracing it like I had hoped it would be, he pulled back.
"Do you like me, Nezbit?" He whispered.
The butterflies were all throughout my stomach as I barely smiled and nodded.
"Could we make this work?" He asked, "Do you even want to?"
It was a moment where you has to answer quickly, but it was a question you had to think about, so you only hoped that the words that left your lips, were the right ones.
"I think we should try." I answer.
He nodded, "You think so?"
I nodded back.
"Me too." He smiled. He stared at me for a moment, and it kind of made me uncomfortable, but before I felt totally awkward, he leaned in to kiss me again, and pulled back. "We should get to bed."
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It's short I know. Oh well I wanted it to end here.
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