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Korel's POV

I sit at my desk marking papers from yesterday's test.

I finally reach the bottom of the pile and sit back "you done yet?" Hravi asks wrapping his arms around my shoulder.

"Please tell me your drunk" I say as he nuzzles his head into my neck.

"Nope, just feel like bugging you" he says pulling me closer to him.

"Let go" I say pulling away.

"like hell" he says griping me tighter.

I quickly stand causing him to fall back. I glare down at him and ball up my fists trying to show him I'm not kidding. But he only looks back at me hurt.

A strange pain forms in my heart, the feeling of guilt? My hands relax and I look down. Just this once. Only this one time. I look away from him as he stands up.

Why am I letting him do this? I hate this man, don't I?

He slowly takes a few strands of my hair pulling them towards himself before pulling me into his arms.

Well it's not like I'm hugging him back, right?

"There that's a good boy" he says wrapping his arms around me tightly.

I growl at that "like your one to talk" I say as he chuckles causing his chest to rumble.

The sound of his breathing relaxes me, makes me sleepy at most.

Wonder why?

I stay still for a good few seconds enjoying the feeling of someone embracing me.

Why am I enjoying this? I shouldn't be enjoying this!

The click of an iPhone catches me off guard "well, I can use this on you two someday" Ikaru says as we look up from the screen.

"Ikaru, wait no delete that photo!" I yell out pulling away from Hravi. I'm quickly pulled back and look at him angrily.

"Take another one Ikaru, one for the scrapbook" he says as I glare daggers at him "what scrapbook you, bastard?!" I yell out as Ikaru takes the photo.

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