Complete Opposites

Morning awkwardness

Martin's POV:

I woke up with a painful headache and the sun blinding my eyes didn't make things better. Besides, I wasn't a real morning person. I loved sleeping so much, I usually addedd it to my hobbies.

I shifted in my big comfy bed and pulled the sheets to the side. As I rubbed my eyes to get rid off of the sleep, I remembered that something changed yesterday. Or was it a dream? I shrugged inwardly because I couldn't give one single fuck about it and finally made it out of my warm bed to the bathroom.

I knew my voice sounded crappy and I wouldn't ever join a boyband, but singing in the shower was part of my every morning.

That was kind of the only thing that had a clear structure in my life: undressing myself, showering (which contained thinking of life and singing pop songs) and shaving.

I loved that my body hit puberty so fast and well, it almost seemed like one day I was the small, skinny, average boy and the other day I transformed into a muscular, toned, hot man.

But the fact that my body hair decided to grow, definitely killed my vibe.

That's why I decided to play out loud music on my mobile phone while shaving the most necessary places because I didn't want to look like a monkey pulled out of a jungle for all the sexy hot college girls.

After 50 minutes I was done with my bathroom routine and recollected my phone, clothes and shaving utensils. My lower body was cowered with a soft white towel and I felt water dripping down from my wet hair on my damp chest.

As I entered my room again, I suddenly felt my feet touching something and I couldn't even think twice as my face landed on the wooden floor.

"What the fuck?", I murmured angrily and tried to get up on my arms as I felt something shifting underneath my body.

"Wh..what's happening?"

Fuck, I totally forgot I'm not alone since yesterday!

And now I was laying right on that guy, face to face. He rubbed his eyes and looked at my face first, then it seemed to hit him that I only wore a towel around my waist as his green eyes got bigger and bigger.

"Get off me!", he whined and tried to push back my chest.

I snickered and let my eyes wander down his body. He still wore a loose forest green shirt that was covered with some little water droplets that fell from my hair and some jeans; his hair looked just perfect. How could someone manage to make his hair so good looking?

"Are you staring?", he squinted his eyes but I couldn't unsee that small smile playing around his lips.

"Are you copying my words?", I shot back with a smirk and slowly started grinding against his body, before a small gasp exited his mouth.

He quickly shoved me to the side and went to the bathroom, his face red as a tomato. I was more than shocked. What was wrong with that guy?

But then again: what was wrong with me? I just grinded on that guy's lower body?!

I stood up and looked for some clean clothes to wear, trying to forget about the awkward situation some moments ago, as I heard a sudden squeak.

"Martin, what did you do in the bath for freaking sake?", he cried.

I peeked into the bathroom and found him inspecting the shower clearly.

"Look at this", Julian pointed at the mirror, "it's full of steam! What temperature do you freaking use for a shower?!"

I leaned against the door frame, with my arms crossed in front of my chest, and smirked at him.

"You're so weird.", he finally sighed and shook his head, taking out an own towel and looking at my chest and stomach intensively.

"What?", I snapped.

"If your towel was one inch lower, I could see more things than I wanted to."

I laughed out loud like I did a too long time ago.

"I bet with you, five days and you change your opinion.", I said and left him in the bathroom alone.

I'm so sorry I didn't update for almost one whole month!! And yes, this chapter kind of sucks but I hope some of you still read it and didn't give up on me yet :D vote and comment if you liked it! Thanks again for all your cute feedback!