a glance of color

Episode 6 <3

Freddy's POV: 

I woke up, my head pounding against my skull. What the hell did I get into last night? I reached for the covers to pull them over my head when I felt another body next to me. I jumped, trying to contain myself so I don't wake them. I looked a little closer, studying the person's features. A smooth jawline, a nose that perched perfectly, soft looking lips. I looked at their face completely, oh god, it couldn't be. I had sex with the strange boy! How the hell am I going to pull this off...

He squirmed, starting to wake up. I quickly sat up all the way and watched him. He arose with a yawn and a small stretch. Kind of adorable in a way. We made eye contact and he jumped slightly in his position, eyes wide with what seemed like fear. 

Bonnie's POV:

Shit....I had just woken up and my eyes felt like they were going to burst out of my head. I yawned and stretched, confused on where I was. Then I met them, his warm brown eyes. I jumped and my eyes widened. What the hell did we do last night? Oh...OH. I relaxed and decided to go with what we have. "Good morning pretty boy" I whispered. I watched him blush, the sight sent jolts through my body. "Don't call me that when you've got some explaining to do" "Me? I know just as much as you darling" "Well..." his voice trailed off while he looked out the window. Adorable. I took this chance to gather our clothes up. I sorted out the fabrics and tossed him his clothes. He looked confused but grateful. We carefully stood up and turned to each other's backs and began dressing up. Once finished, I stared at the floor as I felt his eyes on me. I couldn't take it anymore, I had to break the silence. "Do you want coffee?" I asked. He nodded, a small smile stretching out his lips. 

We walked into a small cafe. It was decorated with a warm, earthy feeling, flowers littered the walls and the smell of freshly brewed coffee filled the air. Once we ordered, we sat down across from each other and stared at our cups. I decided to break the silence. "So...can we agree that we both got black out drunk and fucked?" His face screwed up at my words, "I guess so" "Does it mean anything?" "I'm not sure yet..." He met my eyes, searching for a reaction or response. "I'll walk you home." I stood up and reached my hand out to help him up. He blushed but took it anyways. 

Making our way to his house, my thoughts raced. What did I really want? Did I want this to be more than a hook up? Did I really have feelings for him? 

Guess that's some questions I'll have to answer myself...