Lust And Affection {In Love With My Cousin}

Chapter 7

After what felt like three long hours of asking random questions, I begin to feel sleepy and tired. The kids still refuse to open my room door and I can't help but wonder what they'd be doing by this hour. Oh. Destroying mum's utensils and braking down the window again. Seem like a good point to me.

The atmosphere between the two of us, Max and I, was getting tense by every passing seconds as we sat were are in silence, stealing glances from each other. It was awkward and I needed to excuse my self.

"I think I'll go take a shower now." I inform him, standing from my seat.

"Yeah, sure."

I stood from the chair and paddle my way to the closet to find what to wear for the night.

"Where you sleeping though?" I asked, pulling out my pyjamas from the closet.

"Well I don't know. On the bed?"

"What? I'm sleeping on the bed. You can sleep on the floor, there's a blanket over there." I point at the folded blanket laying at the corner of the room.

"I don't sleep on floors. You can sleep here on this tiny couch while I sleep on your bed."

"No. It's my room Max." I remind him.

"But not for tonight. Except we share." He shrugged. Sharing bed with Max is awkward and.. I don't know, it's uncomfortable. "If you don't want to, you can stay on this tiny couch or the floor, or share the bed. Choose one." He opt, but I couldn't bring myself to agree to any of it.

"No Max I'm not sharing any bed with you." I stated, emphatically.

"Why? I thought we're just cousins?"

I wish we weren't.

"Yeah?"

"So why can't you pair bed with a cousin?"

Well I don't know. Can't I? What am I even thinking? Max is my cousin not some random stranger. But why does it feel more than just cousin when I'm with him. I'm being abnormal. He's my cousin brother for God sake!

"Fine!" I agree, "But I'll stay here on the right side and you stay there." I point at the left side for him.

Sharing bed with Max is.. ill-feeling. I haven't share bed with a male before, maybe that's why.

"I thought so." His lips curls up.

"Whatever! I'll go use the bathroom" I excused, taking along with me, my towel.

"I think I prefer you wear those booty sweatpant. It really looked good on you." I hear him snickered.

The way Max was staring at me in those butt sweatpants yesterday invade my head and my cheeks turned colour.

"Just shut up!" I rushed to the bathroom so he doesn't see my coloured cheeks.

It didn't take me up to ten minutes when I finish with bathing. I tied my towels securely around my body before stepping out from the bathroom feeling nauseous and nervous that Max will see me in a towel.

I entered the room and see him flipping randomly at the red book he had been holding. His head tilt up as soon as he realise my presence and I felt my leg suddenly glued to the floor as I clenched my towel tighter to my body.

"I'm done bathing. You can go bath now." My voice sounded feeble and it was almost as if he was seeing my nakedness. I've never been in this state with a guy before. God, I've never done anything with a guy before!

"In five." He said, curtly, as he pretends to still be focused on whatsoever he was staring at in the book. "You didn't mention you hate calories." He said. And as if realisation hit my head, my eyes sprung up in shock as I realised since the whole time Max have been in this room holding that book he have been reading my diary!

"Oh my God, Max! Have you been reading that?!" I marched towards him, forgetting I was only nauseous few minutes ago.

"Woo! Calm down, tigress. I just started reading it."

"Now give it to me!" I went closer to him and snatch the book from his grasp.

"That isn't a real diary though." He chuckled. Yeah I know. It's just a little of my do's and don't, like and dislikes, hate and love and a few other of my privacy. It's a diary still, but not with sadistic stories or my happy or worse moment or memories and my activities; they aren't included, like in most diaries.

"Whatever! Just please excuse me, I've to change"

He raises his brows at me, before accepting. "Fine. What am I going to wear?"

"I don't know. I'll figure that out before you finish bathing."

"Why don't you dress while I look for something not girlish to wear from that closet of yours." He suggests, scratching his back head. He was smart. But I was smarter.

"Max, I can't change in the same room with you. Privacy please."

"I won't look." He turned around and close his eyes, pretentious.

"No. You've to go bath and I'll handle what your wearing." I try to tell him again hoping he doesn't insist.

He turn to face me again and with a shrug, "If you wish. Just don't look for any girlish clothes, otherwise I'd sleep with my clothes and bear being uncomfortable with them." That's hid problem not mine. But I've to make him leave by nodding my head.

"Fine. Just go." I forced him into the bathroom and walk myself back to the room heaving a sigh. Ladies privacy is always important, he should know that.

After ensuring he doesn't come back, I hurriedly take off my towel and wear my pyjamas pant. I pick the shirt from the bed and pull it over my head. The door creak open just as I was about to pull the shirt over my body. "Do you have an extra towel?" Shit! "Oh." He muttered, before I could drop the shirt over my body. With quick fingers, I instantly pull the shirt down to cover my body which Max already seen. "I didn't see any thing." He lied, looking away.

My heart only race as I stuttered back, "Y-yeah.. it's okay." I felt ashamed, tucking my loosed hair behind my ears. He shouldn't have barged in like that! He knew I was going to change.

"Extra towel?" He asked with a slight cough.

"Oh, I forgot to give you one." I tried to act normal like he didn't just see me half naked only seconds ago, but I was failing miserably as I bite the inside of my flaming cheek. I went over to my drawer and brought out a white towel. "Here" I went to give him.

"Thanks." He stare at me and I looked away almost immediately. I hear him clear his throat slightly again before walking his way back to the bathroom.

As soon as the bathroom door closed, I could nearly collapse.

Oh my god! That was embarrassing. He should have at least let me know he was coming inside instead of walking in just like that!

That aside, I have to hurry so I can sleep before he finishes bathing so things don't get more awkward after this. I need to give him his privacy and also don't want to stare at his body or watch him dress. But he did see me half naked. My subconscious judge and it only made me cringe at the thought that Max had actually saw my naked chest and my bubble bouncing as I try to pull the shirt down my head. Stop, he didn't see anything!

Bringing out a white sweater different from the one of yesterday I laid it on the bed, neatly. The sweater was huge and plain; not as girly as he says.

He can use his boxer with it. No. He can't just wear boxer. But what else can I give him to wear?

I search the closet once again and sight an over sized joggers. It's baggy and comforting too. So I guess he can use it. I don't have to care about the outfit anyways, it's just for the night. Right now, I have to sleep before he comes back from the bathroom.

After ensuring to keep the folded sweater and baggy joggers on his side of the bed, I climbed my own side of the bed and covered my body with the duvet before inviting darkness over the thought of my cousin seeing my bare chest.

I cringe in my sleep. I'm so unlucky.