Dangerous [Midas]

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I could feel something heavy wrapped around me but I could barely open my eyes, the pain in my head was unimaginable right now. I felt something on me for sure now, I was quick to snap my eyes open afraid of where I might be. I sat up quickly to see it was only Midas, asleep beside me, his arm had fallen onto my lap now and he was in a peaceful sleep.

I don't remember much of what happened, all I remember was getting drunk, throwing up and eventually Midas was blow drying my hair and then I passed out.

He started to wake up next to me, "5 more minutes" He groaned pulling me in closer.

This feeling of butterflies in my stomach, I liked the feeling. "Midas" I said monotoned.

He realized what he had been doing and who he was with and quickly let go of me. "Sorry, you're really comfortable to sleep next to"

"Midas, did we—?"

"No we didn't" He said reassuring me but then he sighed in embarrassment. "You— we did kiss, and I felt you up a little bit and left a small hickey on your neck" He admitted. "You wanted me to but I didn't want to take it too far while you were intoxicated"

He finally sat up, he was again shirtless and it was so hard not to stare. His voice was groggy and it turned me on a lot.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to drink that much or anything and I thought you were gonna be gone so I just thought—"

"Stop worrying about it" He said, "I'm not mad, you're young and you were by yourself and it's my own fault for not locking the alcohol away"

"I'm my defense. I turn 21 next week so it's not that big of a deal" I reminded him.

"Then on your 21st you will be able to drink but I'll show you how to do it properly" He said getting out of bed. "Drinking straight tequila is disgusting and I'm surprised you went with it"

"I had it with juice"

He laughed at me, "apple juice? Good choice. I'm gonna go make some breakfast, you can stay in here until you feel better. You're gonna have a headache all day so I'll grab you some advil too"

He wanted me to smile so bad, even a glimpse of a smile would make him melt but it didn't happen. The two rare times it had and my laugh, my laugh for some reason made him so happy.

He walked out of the room and I pulled my knees to my chest, tapping my thumbs against my skin. I moved my hand to my lips to feel them, we kissed?

I have to start being more careful, there's boundaries and I keep crossing them. I moved the same hand to the silk bed sheets to feel them. The bed sheets were red and the blanket was black. His bed felt softer than mine and to think with this nice of a bed he barely ever uses it. The dark circles around his eyes tell me that at the very least.