ᴥ 𝑫𝒆𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍

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I sit on Karma's couch with his head rested on my lap. Both our faces turned to the tv screen that shows some cartoons. The sound is so down it's hard to understand anything they're saying, even despite the silence between the two of us. It doesn't really matter anyways, we're not paying much attention to the cartoons.
I'm playing with his hair as he just breathes in and out.

Suddenly I feel his eyes on me.
I look down at him and we just stare for a while. I know he wants to say something but I don't rush it. I know he needs time and I'll give him the time he needs to form his sentences.

"Hey, um, did I do or say something embarrassing last night?" He asks. He's just covering up, I know that's not what he wanted to say. I haven't a clue how I know but I just do. He's trying to get a laugh by me telling him stories of him drunk instead of saying what he wants to. But he knows what happened, he remembers that nothing 'embarrassing' happened.

"Oh you know, just the usual drunk and happy person." I tell him.

"That's good, I guess." I nod in response.
He sighs before speaking "Listen, I know that we don't know each other that well but I think I like you. I don't know, I just feel so comfortable around you and the thought of losing you makes me sick. It's only been a few weeks since we've met but I really believe they've been the best weeks of my life. Please tell me I'm not crazy or delusional for thinking you might feel the same." His eyes bore into mine.

I take notice of his concerned expression and smile as an attempt to relieving his stress. He looks kinda cute like this.
I rest my palms around his face, lean in and give him a peck. His expression turned from worried to confused.
"I do feel the same way." I enlighten.

And he finally lets out a smile. He then sits up and kisses me slower and more pleasantly. The smell of his colonge fills up my nostrils with a nice tingle and I cant help but get lost in this moment forgetting about anything else.

I text my bestie bitch once again.

Yo
I have a boyfriend

Omg ew
It's karma isn't it
How could you
Such poor taste in men
Gross
Disgusting
Literally here hurling up my guts

Gosh
You're dramatic

Shush
U love it

*eye roll

*huff

*middle toe

*middle tooth








I think this is the end.

𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔-𝑨 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 [Karma x Reader]Where stories live. Discover now