Apathetic Boy

15.

Angel

This chapter contains slight mature content.

I toss over to my side, rubbing the sleepiness out of my eyes.

Well, isn't that a sight for sore eyes. The sun dimly illuminated our pillow castle, showing Beau's facial features.

His arm is curled with Mimi sleeping between it. Light snores coming from his lips which are slightly parted. His hair covering his forehead.

And he at sometime during the night, he removed his shirt. His back slowly falling and rising. His other arm securely wrapped around my thigh.

I brush the hair that was covering his forehead out of his face. His face slightly twitches, he lifts one eye lid open, "Good morning." He mumbles.

He untucked his hand from my thigh and held my hand. "How'd you sleep?" He plays with my finger. "It was good. How about you?" I asked.

"Your cat laid out on my face, then you kicked me in the nuts. But it was worth it if it meant waking up to you." He yawned.

"Such a sap." I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

"Yup." He popped the p at the end.

"So.. breakfast?" I suggest.

"Let me pee first." He untangled his fingers from mine and kisses my forehead.

"Where's your bathroom by the way?" He slurs still half asleep.

"You have morning breath," I chuckle, "Down the hall from here and take a left." I say. He nods standing up and leaving the pillow castle.

"You aren't wearing pants?" I asked, now seeing his bare legs and boxer briefs. "Yeah, hope that's not a problem. My pants weren't allowing me to sleep comfortably." He turns to face towards me.

My eyes immediately went to his morning wood. "Happy to see me?" I smirk, gesturing towards him.

He looks down and covers up, his face turning into a tomato.

"I-i, uh sorry. I.. toilets!" He dashed off into the wrong room, falling over.

"Angel!" He calls out.

I leave Mimi tucked in with my blanket and exit the pillow castle. "You went into the wrong room." I say, entering my bedroom.

There he lays on the floor covering his eyes rolling side to side. "I died! Where am I!" He wailed.

"Calm down, you went into the wrong room. You are in my bedroom." I remove his hands from his eyes. He looks around and calms down. "I'm sorry, I just got um.. I, uh.." he stutters. "It's okay. It happens. I was joking." I offer him a hand up.

He pulls himself up, closing the space between us. "The bathroom is this door." I point behind me. "Oh.." he nods.

"Yeah. Wrong door, also here a toothbrush." I walk pass him towards my dresser. Rummaging through I find a pink toothbrush.

"Here you go, toothpaste, toilet paper, magazines, nudey ones as well, are all in the bathroom." I say, though Beau's train of thought is else where.

"Beau?" I wave my hand.

"What's your preferred underwear?" He asked, out of the blue.

"Silk. Why?" I asked.

"Are those.. panties?" He points behind me.

I look behind me and see a pair of panties on the floor beside my bed. "Oh, yeah. I was looking for those actually." I go to pick them up.

"Have you never seen panties before?" I laughed.