"So what..?" || Kevin Álvarez

||14|| It's Messy.

"Te quiero," I reply just as quietly. He heard it too because I felt him leave a gentle kiss on my forehead.
       
     The night comes and goes fairly quickly, and soon enough I find myself waking up in Kevin's arms. He hasn't woke up yet and he's still peacefully asleep. I smile to myself.
I know it's wrong but...
     I nuzzle closer to his chest. Soaking up the sweet smell of atole that never fails to give me a hint of nostalgia.
I can't believe we did it. Spent the night together.
      It was my first time and, obviously, I had nothing else to compare it to, but by the way, Riya had described some of her one-night stands, I was pretty sure I got one of the good ones.
      I look at the clock sitting on the nightstand. It is currently 7 am. Why do I always wake up so early? It's our second to last day on this trip. A part of me feels a pit in my stomach whenever I think of going back. Back to the cold weather. Back to my prison of a house. Back to Alejandro.
      I shudder at the thought. I shift my attention back to Kevin when I feel him pull me closer. I never want this to end. I wish I could stay with him here, in Cancun, away from everything and everyone back home.
      "Buenos días, mami," Kevin mumbles. His morning voice is raspy, and his hair is a bit of a mess. But it looks cute. "Como dormiste..?"
      I stay cradled in his arms. I feel safe. "Bien, y tu?"
      "Si estoy contigo, obvio que voy a dormir bien." He pulls me in closer and his hands trace shapes on my back.
      "Quisiera quedar me aquí por siempre.." I mumble out loud.
      "Yo también..." He kisses the top of my head again. "I also.. want you to know that, no matter what happens, I'll never regret what happened last night."
      I sit up slightly to look him in the eyes. "Yo tampoco," I try to smile but I can feel anxiety creeping in. I'm scared of going back. I look down at the bed.
     Kevin notices and cups my cheek so I face him, "Aye, Qué pasa?"
I shake my head, "Nada."
But like, Kevin always knows what's wrong. He leans in closer, "y pace lo que pace, desde este momento en adelante. Yo siempre," He redirects my drifting gaze back onto him. "Escúchame bien, Y/n. Yo siempre, voy a proteger." He leans in for a kiss. Soft and Gentle.
I nod. What I want to say makes me feel like a shitty person. But who cares if I'm being shitty if I'll end up changing my life for the best. It has to be done. I'm finally, for the first time in my life, actually understanding what it means to put myself first. A little selfishness was necessary sometimes.
"Y tu esposa?" I make sure my tone is still innocent. But the anxiety that was creeping up on me was leaving the more I reassured myself of my motive.
Kevin presses his lips into a thin line and leans back, slightly against the headboard. He guides me to lay on his chest as he plays with my hair. "No te preocupes de eso.. a la que yo amo es a ti."
I hype fixate on the word 'amo'. He really said it. I sit back up and look at him again. I lean down to kiss him, slightly deeper this time. His hands quickly wrap around my waist.

'Despacito
Quiero respirar tu cuello despacito
Deja que te diga cosas al oído
Para que te acuerdes si no estás conmigo'

I snap my head towards Kevin's phone and groan. Kevin just laughs.
I move off him and hand him his phone. I take a quick peek at the caller. "It's Layun," I tell him.
Kevin takes his phone and answers. "Bueno?" He greets. Kevin's face turns from a grin to confusion. "What?... no I didn't know... why does it matter where I am right now-... at 11? It's only 4 hours from now... fine... we'll head back.. ok... bye."
Kevin sighs and sits up completely. I suddenly remember we're on a boat. "Que paso?" I ask, worried.
"Your father demands we are back by tonight." He gets out of bed and opens a cabinet. He pulls out a bag and gives it to me. "You Can put your clothes from last night in here, we need to get back quick."
"What?! Did he say why??" I take the bag and get up as well.
"No, he just said our flight was at 11." He begins to check his phone, which was turned off all night. "Fuck," he curses under his breath.
"Now what?" I finish stuffing my things into my bag.
"Violeta knows about me being out all night." He rubs his temples in frustration.
"How??"
"Someone on the team is close with her, apparently." He shuts his phone off again without responding to any of the messages and stands up. "We should go."
Kevin gets us back to shore and we spend a couple of minutes tidying up the boat. When I asked who was going to take care of the yacht while he was gone, he simply responded by saying he'll take care of it. It takes us another half hour to make it back to the hotel. Me and Kevin walk in at different times, and him waiting ten minutes after I go to follow. Just so we don't look suspicious.
I let out a sigh of relief as I walked into my hotel room. Jess and Irene are talking on the balcony. Jess hears me come in and looks at me, her face lighting up. "Y/n!" She practically jumps out of her seat to me. She gives me a small hug. "Where were you? I've been worried sick!"
"I- I couldn't tell you-" I struggle to find an excuse. I didn't know Jess would care so much. "It must have been a wild night because I completely blacked out. I don't remember none of it." I stammer out.
I finally noticed Irene. His eyes narrowed at me until she saw I was looking at her. Instantly changing her sour expression to a friendly one. "Wow, Y/n, I had no idea you were such a party animal."
I tense slightly, "You still have no idea who I am." I'm not exactly fond of being called an animal.
"So where are you, really." She presses on. Her red cheeks only made her frizzy red hair increasingly more unflattering.
Even Jess is a bit taken aback, "Irene. She just said she doesn't remember."
Irene's uncanny friendly smile wavers, just for a second but I manage to catch it. "De quien es esa ropa? De hombre?"
I remember I'm wearing the clothes Kevin let me borrow. "A ti que mierda te importa?" I start to get defensive.
Jess is on my side because she quickly added, "We talked about this. Irene don't push it."
Irene ignores Jess. "A mi no me importa. Pero, importa porque una zorra si es animal." She crosses her arms walking up to my face. "Get it..? Party animal? Zorra."
I take in a deep breath. I contemplate the consequences for a second before I decide I couldn't give less of a fuck. So, I pick up my hand and slap Irene across the face.
The contact of my hand on her rosy cheek makes a loud slap, it snaps her head to the side. She looks at me slowly, stunned. She picks up her own hand to slap me but Jess stops her midway.
"Irene! I'm not afraid to tell her!" Jess warns, and for the first time, I get to hear her angry.
"Tell me what?" I ask.
"Me and Vi-" Irene cuts herself off. She knows she fucked up the moment she made the V sound. She knew I knew who she was talking about. Jess did too.
"You and who??" I demand for her to finish. I have a good idea of who it is, though. I remember what Kevin told me earlier.