FirstKhaotung - Blossoming Feelings~ Book 1 (On hold)

CHAPTER 10 |Blossoming Feelings|

Khaotung's PoV

When Khaotung woke up for the second time that morning, he woke up to the smell of eggs and bacon and the sound of singing. As he moved to sit up in the bed he felt as the wet towel slid down from his forehead and into his duvet covered lap.

He took it into his hand absentmindedly fidgeting with it as he thought back to what took place in the bathroom, glancing towards it from time to time. A blush spread across his cheeks, as not only the fever was making him feel warm, as he thought about what First did to him. He remembers pleading, and groaned into his hands as embarrassment caught up to him.

He didn't regret it, but looking his friend in the eyes suddenly seemed 20 times more embarrassing than it normally would be. He wouldn't even be able to avoid it as he was currently in that friend's bedroom, under the same person's blankets.

But then again a soft smile made its way to his lips, as he thought about what this could mean for the two of them. That dinner Neo and him were supposed to go to the other night, had been planned because Neo had something to tell him about First. But as the plans changed Khaotung was left in the dark, not knowing what Neo was gonna tell him.

Khaotung was getting lost in his thoughts, until he heard the sound of footsteps nearby, he quickly slid down, placing the cold towel on his forehead once again and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep. While doing so he felt the presence of someone entering the room.

His hearing sense was amplified, and he could hear every step the person took, them getting closer and closer to where Khaotung was. The sound of a plate being placed on the nightstand to his left, and the feeling of the person leaning over him.

Khaotung bit his tongue to not make sounds as he felt a hand being gently taking away the towel to be replaced by the hand, probably feeling whether his fever had gone down or not, before it made its way to the sides of his neck feeling around there as well.

Just when Khaotung thought the person would pull back and leave, he felt soft lips press against his forehead, and froze almost forgetting to breathe, but they left his forehead shortly after, and Khaotung found himself missing the feeling already. Not knowing what to say or do, Khaotung decided to keep up the act as if he was sleeping and eventually First left.

Khaotung heard the sound of the door clicking shut, and opened his eyes, he was once again alone in the room. Some part of him regretted not letting First know he was awake, maybe he would've stayed then. But done is done, and Khaotung looked to his side, seeing a plate with eggs, bacon and some bread accompanied with a note.

He picked up the note and read it:

Goodmorning Tung Tung,

I've tried making some breakfast for you, and placed some pills for you to take as well. Take them after eating, your fever has gone down a bit, but your temperature is still a bit too high for my liking. I'll be leaving to get some groceries for a bit, so if you don't hear me it's not because I've gotten kidnapped or anything like that. Hope you'll enjoy the food, and see you soon.

-First <3

Khaotung giggled at the note, as well as the badly drawn heart that was placed behind the name of his favorite person. He then picked up the plate and dug in. It was the best food he'd gotten in a while. Maybe he was biased since it was made by a person he cared deeply for, but he didn't care, he knew he'd have to ask First to make him breakfast more often.

Once done with eating he placed the plate back on the nightstand, and took the medicine downing them with the glass of water. Khaotung knew if First was there he'd tell him to stay in bed, but Khao felt like he should do something in return. So he slowly and carefully moved the duvet off of his body, shivering slightly at the cold air that his legs were met with. Only then did he realize that he was still completely naked, and shrieked out in surprise.