Rody's POV:
Once we go upstairs, I look around his apartment, taking in the decor. "You have a really nice house, Vincent," I say grinning he turns to me "ok I'll go get you a towel and clothes. You start taking a shower, you reek." He says, completely ignoring what I had said earlier "oh alright where's the bathroom?" I say, looking around for a moment,"just follow me." He says, leading me to the bathroom. Once we're there, he turns to me.
"Make sure you shower well, alright? I'll get you your towel and clothes, and I'll just put them in the bathroom while you're showering, ok?" He says calmly."Alright!" I say smiling again. Why am I smiling so much today? Odd.. not that i usually don't smile a lot, just not as much as right now.
I walk into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me as I get undressed. I turn on the water and step inside.
Vincent's POV:
As rody went into the bathroom, I left my room to find him some clothes, which would probably be difficult considering how big he his compared to me. I loon around for some oversized clothes and a towel. Once I get them, I head back over to the bathroom, opening the door and placing the items on the sink.
I look over to the shower only seeing the silluete of Rody. Suddenly, I wanted to see a little more than just his silluete, but I brushed the feeling off and left the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.
Rodys POV:
As I was taking my shower I heard Vince open the door I knew he had came to drop off my clothes and towel but It still made me feel a bit nervous I don't know why though why do I get so anxious around him? I should just dismiss this.. after what seemed like forever, he finally left the bathroom, and after another 5 minutes, I got out and put on what Vince gave me it was a bit tight, but it worked well enough.
I walked out the bathroom and looked around for Vince's room once I find it I walk In he was laying on the bed "I'm finished showering" I say walking to him standing beside his bed. "Alright, I'll take mine now." He said, standing up and leaving to the bathroom. I decided to sit down on his bed and wait for him to get back.
After 8 minutes, he gets out of the shower and walks into the room. A towel wrapped around his waist, I blushed heavily at the sight. His waist is so small.. and he's so slim and- "could you get out while i get dressed?" He said sternly. "Y-yeah, of course!" I say, standing up and leaving abruptly.
Once he finished getting dressed, he opened the door and invited me to tell me that he was done. I walked into the room and immediately asked the question that was on my mind. The minute I came in here, "Where am I going to sleep?" I say, rubbing the back of my neck. "I don't have a spare guest room, and the couch isn't to even sit on. It's for decoration, so you'll just have to sleep with me.
He says with a straight face, which shocks me, "i-im sleeping with you!?" "Yes do you have a problem with that?" He said, looking annoyed. I'm asking so many questions. "N-no just shocked is all.." I say my face is getting red "good then let's go to sleep. I'm tired." He says, getting into bed.
Once we're both in bed, he turns off his lamp, and we both lay there for about 3 minutes before I start to talk "Vince you awake?" I say, turning on my side to face him. All I hear is silence for a moment before he speaks, "What do you want rody." He says annoyed "well uh.. i" I didn't have anything to say. I just wanted to see if he was awake."Go to sleep, Lamoree," he says yawning "ok" I say, shutting my eyes
After what seemed Luke forever, I finally fell asleep content with how things were, but later on in the night, I had woken up to a warm feeling on my chest it was Vince I blush heavily my body freezing how did he manage to get over on my side!? It's a big bed.. I look down at his sleeping face, which is hard to make out in the dark. But even so, I could tell he looked cute.. why do I keep thinking he's cute?
I continue to look at him for another minute before wrapping my arms around him, pulling him closer as I shut my eyes. Will I get in trouble tomorrow? It doesn't matter. I just want to hold him..
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