Highly Unlikely [BxB]

CHAPTER TWELVE

Parento-phobia?

I'd never known that waiting for someone could feel so stressful. I was Kayden, I didn't fret, I didn't anticipate or dwell in anxiousness because I wanted something to happen. The only other thing that always gave me a sense of nervousness was basketball because I was anticipating too much of the game to come ahead of time.

And like I did with every stressful moment, I took a shower because over thinking it would cause me to be disoriented.

The sound of the doorbell came fifteen minutes after my shower. He's here, he's here... I walked to the door with my stomach in knots, and for the thousandth time, I couldn't understand what was happening to me.

Pulling the door open, Julian suddenly turned to me like I had just caught him looking at something else. His lips pulled into a small smile when he saw me. His brown hair looked lighter with the sun trying to shine through it from behind.

               Julian took a step forward and hugged me, and there it was again...the familiar tightening in my gut. It felt suspiciously like something inevitably close, just waiting to happen. Was this us now? Were we going to keep hugging each other every time we met? Not that I was complaining...

               "Hi," Julian's eyes drifted up, a confident and cocky grin on his lips. I felt the solidness of his body at that moment, and it all made sense why that teacher scolded him for not being sporty. "Your hair is wet."

              I detached from him and automatically touched my hair. "I just hit the shower because I was a little stressed."

               "Hey, I do that too!" Julian said.

               "Like when I called you 'bro'?" I boldly asked.

               "Who said I was stressed because of that?"

You literally didn't reply for a while after that, and said you were going to take a shower.

               "Did it bother you?" Julian asked while crossing his arms, smile never leaving his face. "That I took a while to reply?"

               Jeez... where was all this confidence coming from? "Never mind," I finally said. "Welcome to my humble home."

Julian hummed and nodded.

I made to close the door, then remembered that Julian was probably here with his bodyguard too. I poked my head outside and saw him. Yep, stoic as ever. "Hey MIB, you can come inside, you know."

               "I'm good, thank you," he said, standing at the porch and staring straight ahead as if assessing the surroundings for any threats.