Love On The Sidelines - Kenan Yildiz

Chapter 15

Ela

Last night after our date Kenan took me home and wished me a good night. I, of course, didn't let him leave yet and made him some coffee. We sat on the couch, the TV was running while we talked.

We talked until it was very late and we both drifted off to sleep.

As I regain my consciousness I notice that I'm practically sprawled over Kenan's body, my face pressed against his chest. I snuggle deeper and sigh in content. 

The clock reads seven am. I settle in deeper before I frown to myself. I have to get ready for work and Kenan has practice.

"Kenan," I softly wake him and he blinks up. "Wake up, sleepy head," his confusion turns into a smile as he peeks up at me and I feel a smile grow on my face. He strokes my cheek and pushes a strand of hair behind my ear, "good morning," I say.

"Good morning indeed," his deep morning voice rumbles as I stroke his chest, his words making me smile harder.

"We have to get up, work is calling." His smile turns into a frown within the blink of an eye and he groans. He pulls me into his chest and rolls us around on the couch as I giggle, "but I don't want to get up, I want us to stay like this forever."

I try to push him off me but it's impossible, he's much stronger than my weak self. "Me too, baby. But we have to."

He shakes his head as his arms tighten around me, "We don't. We could actually call in sick."

I smack his chest playfully, "Stop whining and get up. It isn't easy on me either,"

He cocks a brow, "Really? You seem pretty eager to leave my arms," his playful accusation makes me laugh. "Trust me, I don't want to leave your arms but I somehow have to take care of my finances. The money doesn't just come like that."

He blows a raspberry, "quit the job, I'll take care of you."

I snort as I look at him, "you'd still have to get up."

He sighs as he closes his eyes in defeat and throws an arm over his eyes. He looks so cute. I reach up and kiss his cheek, he turns his face and his lips capture mine in a kiss. 

My eyes grow like saucers at the unexpected and I giggle into the kiss. His hand traces up and down my spine as I lean into him.

I break the kiss, give him another quick peck, and get up.

I put my hands on my hips, "time to get up, you big grump."

Kenan mutters under his breath as he slowly gets up. "I'll go get ready, would you like to take a shower here or go home and get ready?" I ask him before I walk to my room.

He weighs his options first before answering, "I'll take my shower here, I have spare change and practice clothes in my trunk and at the club." I nod before showing him to the bathroom. I hand him a towel after he brings his spare clothes.

While he takes a shower, I do my make up and hair. He walks out the bathroom and almost teasingly traps me between him and the doorframe as I try to enter, "What are you doing?" I mutter as he leans his arm on the frame above me.

I notice the way his abs gleam, water droplets trickling down and vanishing under his towel. I gulp and look up to see him smirking down at me.

"Get away, perv. Get ready, the clocks ticking." I scurry into the bathroom to retrieve my body lotion before shooing him away. I hear his chuckle trail down the hallway as he walks away.

Tease.

I put on body lotion before putting on a pencil skirt, a cross shoulder top and pumps. The usual office attire. I prepare a quick breakfast for Kenan, I usually can't handle morning breakfast, it makes me nauseous. 

I make him scrambled eggs, cut some vegetables up and fill up a glass of tea. I put his glass down on the table before calling him, "Kenan, breakfast is ready."

I hear him approach as I grab a cup of water for myself. He enters the kitchen and takes in the smell as his eyes fall closed, a smile blossoms on his face, "I've missed your cooking."

His eyes open and he grins at me as I reciprocate, he however, doesn't move towards the table and rather moves to the cabinets and roams around, opening and closing them as if he were looking for something. "What are you doing?" I ask him.

He shushes me and turns around once he grabs something.

"Here," he hands me one of my pills for my low iron. I blush at his attentiveness. I forgot, again.

"Thank you," I say as I swallow it down. Satisfied once I took my pill, he sits down and devours his breakfast, trying to feed me in between. We finish breakfast in ten minutes and leave shortly after.

Kenan parks his car at the club and suddenly it clicks. Maybe we shouldn't be seen together. We are lucky enough that fans aren't lining up to take pictures with him and get autographs.

Kenan notices my tenseness and frowns, turning his body to me, "What's wrong, El?"

I worry my lip before answering, "Is it even appropriate for us to be seen together, let alone be in a relationship as we're technically working together?" Worry starts to creep up as thoughts of losing him again dwell on my mind.

He huffs out a laugh at my ridiculousness before grabbing my hands in his, I look down and watch the way his big hands engulf mine, his veins sticking out.

He looks at me with tenderness, "You think I'm gonna let anything interfere with our relationship? The answer is yes, it is appropriate because you're my girlfriend and we can work together and still be in a relationship."

"What about your fans?" I hear myself ask. He calmly answers, "I don't think you should worry about them. I believe they're mature enough to understand."

I nod slowly, "Okay," I look at the dashboard and grab my bag, "we should go now or we'll be late."

We walk towards the main building but I stop and turn towards him and tug on his hand once, "I think you have to walk this way," I point with my finger towards the training grounds and the building with the locker rooms.

"You already got me following you like a lost puppy, see what you do to me, El?" He steps closer as he takes me in by my waist and kisses me.

His soft lips touch mine tenderly and I break it off after he doesn't stop and try to step away, "Kenan, somebody is going to see us!"

He gives me a blasé look, "I don't care."

I narrow my eyes and try to shrug his hands off me, "Okay but I have to go now."

He doesn't let go and I know what this means, I roll my eyes and give him a peck. Only then does he let me go and I walk to the creators lab, looking back once to see him watching me.

I can still feel my blush as I walk into my office.

Sorry for not posting in a while, saying goodbye to the championship hit me like a truck and the hate Kenan got was worrisome.