Kinnporsche only mine

Chapter 21

Kinn POV

I woke up and reached for my head. It was pounding like crazy and I look around the room in confusion. Where am I?

I look at the picture wall and memories of last night come flooding back to me. It made my head feel even worse and I feel embarrassed by my behaviour.

I sit down on the bed and look at the night stand. There's a pill and a glass of water on it and I figured Porsche must've left them for me.
I look next to the bed and there's a bucket, he probably thought I'd puke.
How embarrassing!

I look at the bed but he's not in it.
Did he leave already?
Did he sleep somewhere else?
I wouldn't blame him if he moved countries from the way I behaved. I would leave too.

I put the pill in my mouth and drink the water. I'm so thirsty all of a sudden.
I hold my head while my elbows are resting on my legs and I think about my stupid decision to come here.

Porsche doesn't want anything to do with me does he?
I can't stop the tear escaping my eye but quickly wipe it away.
"Fuck." I mutter to myself and stand up to walk to the bathroom but before I take a step I see Porsche sleeping on the floor in front of his desk.

He looks so peaceful like this.
I look at the desk and remember Porsche protected it yesterday so I step closer to it while still trying to be quiet as to not wake him up.
I step in between him and the desk and open the drawer.

There's a small picture inside and I quickly glance at Porsche.
Still sleeping.
I take out the picture and look at it.
"But... that's me." I mutter in surprise while I look at myself sleeping in my bed.
The picture looks like it's taken from out on the balcony.

He took a picture of me?
And he kept it?

It's wrinkled and it looks like it used to be wet. Like there was water on it, no not water. It was just a few drops. Tears. They were tears.

I quickly put it back and walked to the bathroom.
I look in the mirror and just now noticed I'm not wearing my own clothes. These are Porsche's clothes.
He dressed me last night?

I tiptoe out of the bathroom and take my shoes before leaving the house. I don't want to cause any more disturbances so I leave while I still have some dignity.
That's a fucking lie, all my dignity flew out Porsche's bedroom window last night. Fuck I'm such an idiot.

I take a cab back home and walk in the front door.
I ignore all the confused looks from the bodyguards and walk to my room where I take a shower.

I walk into the bedroom and look at Porsche's clothes that are folded on my bed.
I pick up the shirt and smell it. There's no trace of his scent. It's just me and a lot of alcohol so I put it down, disappointed.

I walk to my closet and sit down in front of a drawer. I pull it open and take out the shirt Porsche lent me a while ago. I press the fabric into my face and inhale his scent.
It relaxes me more than I want to admit.

I quickly put it away again when I hear a knock at my door.
"Come in!" I yell as I walk out of my closet and close the doors.

"Khun Kinn..."
"Arm? Shouldn't you be with my brother?"
"Well... there's something I uhmm..."
He's not even saying anything useful and he looks like he's nervous to talk. He keeps fidgeting with his fingers while looking at the ground.
"What is it?"
"I don't know if it's my business... probably not." He mutters the last part and I roll my eyes.
I look at him to continue.
"Well... when Porsche left sir... a few days ago... uhm."
"What is it Arm? Spit it out!" I yell out impatiently when I hear Porsche's name.
"He was called into bosses office." I didn't understand what he said because he almost whispered it.
"Speak up Arm!"
"He was called into bosses office!" He almost yells out this time.