♡Long Awaited Love Story♡

❤︎Chapter One❤︎

WARNING: POV SWITCHING

♤Silas POV♤

Finally. We finished Unpacking his stuff. He got here around 5am and didn't start unpacking until I got here, which was around 5:30pm. That's ridiculous. I look over at Waylen. He's sleeps like a baby. But only for a short amount of time.

I've known Waylen for about nine years. Not gonna lie, he's a really sweet guy. Any man would be lucky to have him. They might need a little patience, but besides that, lucky.

In the middle of my thoughts, my phone rings.

"Hello?" There's a pause. "Oh hey. Yeah uhm..." Pause again. "Freya? Is there something wrong?" I hear shuffling in the back. "I'm gonna be out of town for a few days. So uhm, don't worry about me." "Okay. Stay safe." And like that, she hung up.

I liked Freya better than the other girls my mom tried to put me with. They were just annoying, gold diggers, and sex addicts. I think. Those were the only things they wanted from me. Freya's chill. She doesn't ask for much, she doesn't even wanna kiss me. Fine by me.

"Who was that?" Waylen gets up rubbing is eyes. "Freya. She's out of town." He blinks quickly. "She's cheating." Then it's my turn to blink rapidly. "What? Where did you get that from? You only met her twice." I say, defending her. "I know. I just have a feeling. You know, intuition." He said while stretching, "And it's not like you like her, so stop looking so butt hurt." He gets up and walks to the kitchen.

"She a nice girl and better than the others."

"Better then the other 8 girls?"

Long pause. "8?" I raise my eyebrow. He pulls out a pot and puts it in the sink. "Yeah. I can't remember there names, so I gave them code names. I count 8." Damn. Where does my mom find all the rich people with daughters? "Have you spoken to your father?" He asks. "Have you spoken to yours?" I snap back. He looks at me, "My parents kicked me and Wynn out the house because out our gender identity and sexuality, saying they 'never wanna hear from us again'. What is your excuse?"

"I-" He turns around and goes back to cooking before I can answer. "Waaaayyyy!" No answer. He's ignoring me. So of course, I walk behind him and wrap my arms around his slim waist.

He usually shoves me off by now. But he didn't. Gotta go a step further. I bent down and rested my head on his shoulder. It's a little uncomfortable since he's 5'9 and I'm almost 6'4. I start kissing his neck.

I get elbowed. Right in the gut. "Hey! That shit hurt!" He still doesn't turn around though. Damn.

◇Waylen's POV◇

What. In. The. Absolute. Fuck. Just happened.

I know it's a little thing we do. He says something that makes me upset. I ignore him so he knows I'm upset. He bothers me until I finally break.

But THIS! He has never done this! So my reaction was completely understandable.

"Hey! That shit hurt!" I'm beat red. I may be black, but I'm lightskin. Light enough to see my blush. So I'm still facing the soup I'm currently making. Damn.

He's not gonna stop until I turn around. "Where the hell did you get an elbow like that?!" He grumbled, I hear him go back to the living room. Good.

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I finished making the soup with no interruptions. "Are you hungry?" "Are you still mad at me?" "Starve." And I started on my bowl. "Noo! Wait!" He whined. He grabs a bowl and makes his food. We both sit at the table and start eating. He moans. "This is really good! I think I'm gonna need to make you my personal chef." I roll my eyes. "I basically am. You take the leftovers I don't think I can eat." Silas hums to himself. "Right." And continues to eat.

"Can I stay over?" "Do you have to ask?" We have this silent agreement. If one of us asks a question, you have to answer with a question. That's actually how we met. Just felt like I needed to put that in there.

"Can I sleep with you?" "Would you like the couch or the floor?" He does that stupid pout. "The bed with you please." We aren't sharing a bed. Not after the stunt he pulled.

We're currently sleeping in the same bed. "Wanna cuddle?" "Can you go to sleep?" He scoots over closer. "No." Whispers in my hear. "Move over with your hot ass breath on me." At this point his chest is touching my back. "You never said no~." I'm gonna kill him.

Of course I fall asleep.

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A/N: 800 Words! Lowkey a lot for a lazy person. Ofc I had to ruin it with the authors note. BUT, it happened. Anywhore,

QOFC: Do you have a Social Battery?

A: Yeah. I can loose battery faster around some people, and charge around others.

Love you always

~IrrelevantSis (Sahanna)