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As I slowly open my eyes, the morning light gently filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the room. The first thing I notice is the warmth and comfort of the bed, the soft sheets wrapping around me like a cocoon. Confusion momentarily clouds my mind, until I turn my head to the side, and there, lying beside me, is my best friend.

My heart skips a beat as I take in the sight of him, peaceful in his slumber. His features, so familiar and yet so captivating, are illuminated by the soft morning light. A smile tugs at the corners of my lips, unable to contain the joy and happiness that floods my being. But beneath the surface, there is also a tinge of nervousness, for my feelings for him are more than just friendship, ever since I first saw him I was attracted by him, his warm smile, welcoming charm, Hakeem just lights up a room, its never a dull moment. Iguess thats what made me love him because I was a dull moonless night and he was the beautiful moon that light up my darkness
But even though I have feelings for him, they will forever be hidden, we can't be anything more, especially after my own mother disowned me and Hakeem's mom took me in.
I can't on my feelings, I don't want to tarnish what special thing I have, not for my own selfish needs.
With a deep sigh, I slowly got out of bed not wanting to disturb him, he looks so peaceful. I took out my clothes for the day, just a pair of floral printed shorts and a black polo T-shirt. It was 6:23 in the morning so I know he won't wake till later, that is the big difference between me and Hakeem, he was not a morning person thats why I was given the responsibilty to wake him up and help him get ready. Big baby.

While going to the bathroom I passed by the couch where Ibra was sleeping, the couch was surprisingly comfortable looking though a bit short length wise due to his height, his feet were dangling in the air.
In this silent moment, I can't help but admire the way his features seem so effortlessly perfect. The gentle rise and fall of his chest as he breathe, his curly hair delicately tousled, and the peaceful expression that graces his face. It's as if time stands still, allowing me to fully appreciate his presence and the way he makes me feel.
Now I feel like a creep, chuckling softly at my self I went to the bathroom and closed the door
Going in the shower, I turned in the tap expecting cold water to drip on my head, but surprisingly the water was warm, soothingly carressing my skin flowing down to my feet, the water felt so good that I think I gave a small moan. I cleaned my self up, taking my time, when done, I got out of the shower and went to the big mirror mounted on the wall above the sink, I didn't bother taking a towel yet because I was alone in the bathroom. Taking my toothbrush from the rack on the sink, I applied the toothpaste and started brushing my teeth.
"Saul you are taking so lo... wow, why hello there"
I almost choked on my toothbrush, I quickly turned around wide eyed covering my crotch
"GEH OUH!!" I yelled at Hakeem toothbrush still in mouth, he just chuckled then went out.
Christ! I forgot to lock the door, I quickly took one of the towels from the rack and covered my lower half, then continued to brush my teeth, its not that its a big deal he saw me naked, its just that am very self consious with my body, Hakeem has seen me naked many times either by accident or delibaretly and so have I.
After being satisfied by my teeth condition, sliding my tongue on my teeth making sure they were squicky clean, I took my clothes and put them on. With a quick look at my reflection I got out.
"Finally, why do you take so long in there, were you wanking?" Hakeem asked throwing his yellow coloured towel over his shoulder and passing me by going to the bathroom
"Dont be gross, I only wank on bed " I said winking at him and inturn he spanked my bum
" Hey rude!"
"That I am, you look good though, could you be a dear and pick out my outfit too" He added then closing the bathroom door.
"You know, you two are like a married couple, Am jealous...." Ibrahim commented sitting on the side of the bed close to the night stand in only his boxers and a white vest
"Thats dumb, how was your night by the way?" I asked while reaching for my small bag to take out my perfume
" It was cold and a bit uncomfy, but its no biggy, you?"
" Good" I said after applying my fragrance
" thats a nice perfume, name?"
"Yeah it is, Esma bought it for me when she came back from Dubai, but I don't know the name its in arabic "
" it suits you Saul", His morning voice is sexier when saying my name, am internally melting,
I cleared my throat and awkwardly said "thanks" then turned away from his direction, I went to Hakeem's bag, shuffled through his clothes and took out a pair of denim jeans and a white linen short sleeved shirt and placed them on the bed, they were neatly folded so they didn't need ironing,
"So you really pick out his clothes, huh?" Ibrahim now behind me spoke, I quickly turned
" please, not so close, and not everytime, just when we go out I can't have him looking like a clown walking with me" I said stepping beside him
" I heard that, you meany" Hakeem said coming through the bathroom door, a towel in hand wearing only a speedo
" Dude you have a speedo?" Ibrahim snorted
" yeah, got a problem? Its sexy and Saul thinks its sexy" fuck, why does he like involving me in his fights, Ibrahim looked at me with a raised brow
" um yeah it is" I said shyly
" besides" Hakeem added going to the clothes on the bed, picked up the jeans and started wearing them "Saul has them too, and I for one can't wait for him to wear them" he added winking at me, Jesus! This man had no shame
" huh, really I would like to see you in a speedo" Ibra commented smiling at me
I cleared my throat " I don't think am going to wear them"
" hey why I..." Hakeem wanted to object
" am hungry, am going to get breakfast, you coming?" I asked taking my phone from the night stand
"Yeah, coming" Hakeem said after putting on his shirt and spraying his perfume
I looked at Ibra
" I have to shower first I will catch up with you in a few"
" okay " I said, soon after me and Hakeem went out to the restaurant..

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