Stuck at the office

Chapter 6

I pulled into my driveway and noticed Keith's car was there. He usually doesn't get home before me. 

I walked into our apartment and was instantly hit by the smell of Chinese food. I put my stuff on the couch and took off my shoes. 

"Keith!" I called for him. 

"In here!" I heard him yell from the bathroom.  

I walked toward the direction of his voice. I peeked into the bathroom and saw he was shaving. 

"Wow, Keith, getting smooth today I see. What's the big occasion?" I laughed. 

He laughed with me, "Ha," He turned to me, "Just thought I'd dress up for some take out with my best friend." 

I nodded, not yet convinced. "Where's Kate? Isn't she always at your hip?" I joked. 

He turned back to the mirror, "I told her not to come over tonight. Now stop asking questions and go sit down." I leaned down and kissed my cheek, getting shaving cream on my face. 

I blushed and turned around to leave. I went to my room and grabbed five blankets. I went back to the couch and moved my stuff. I piled the couch with the blankets and made myself comfy. A few minutes later, Keith walked out of the bathroom wearing a purple shirt and basketball shorts. 

I smiled, "Classy." 

He laughed, "Classy is my middle name." He walked into the kitchen and brought back two containers of Chinese food and a movie. 

He handed me mine and put the movie in the player. He sat down next to me, "What movie are we watching?" 

"Boxtrolls" He smiles. 

I smile and nod, slowly eating my food. Halfway through the movie, I decided to clean up our trash from dinner. I got up and asked Keith for his trash, and went to throw it all away. I went to the kitchen and got a beer out of the fridge. When I walked back to the couch, I saw Keith had taken it upon himself to spread out on the couch, making no room for me. He had a smirk on his face.  

"Is that for me?" He said motioning to the beer. 

"That depends, is there room for me on this couch?" I smiled. 

He bit his lip, "Indeed there is." 

I handed him his beer, and he pulled me down with it. I laughed and laid on his chest. He wrapped one arm around me and drank his beer with the other. We laid there like that for the rest of the movie.  

After the movie, Keith nudged me and I sat up. 

He starred at me for awhile, and I couldn't help remembering that night again. He had that look in his eyes again, questioning what he was going to do next. When he finally spoke, it was barely a whisper, "Tyler, get off of me please." I nodded and quickly moved. He stood up and moved to the direction of the bathroom. I sat back down on the couch and started playing with my hands while I waited for him.