Accidental: Terminally Ill (David Luiz)

Chapter XXVIII: Something Old, Something Borrowed.

*Kendal's POV*

"I missed your scent."

"My scent?" I was expecting, I missed you but your scent was a little unorthodox, but the test that he remember what I smelt like, must of meant something.

"Yes." He said in my ear, I do admit was taken aback by how close he was I could feel butterflies growing in my stomach. "The smell of vanilla, fabric detergent, mixed with aloe vera. That's what you smell like most of the time when you're not wearing perfume and but that's not my favourite of scent of yours."

"What is?"

"I actually like the smell of your sweat, especially you-"

"Okay that's enough." I broke away from the hug and pushed him away. So much for heartwarming moment, the smell of sweat, I bet he went when my face was levelled on his crotch and vice versa.

"No, I'm actually being serious when run and walk over the place, you could super tired but when I wanted to you come over, most of the time you'd be sweaty because of the heat and eagerness to come over, that's why I like that smell... but what you're suggesting is a very nice bonus." He winked. God, I missed it when he did that, to think we haven't spoken in a month a bit is absolutely crazy to me.

"So, you're over it?"

"Let's pretend like it didn't even happen."

"Are you sure?"

"Don't you want me to forget."

"Yes, but I just don't want this being brought to blackmail me that's all."

"Oh right."

"What are you holding there?"

"Oh this. I can't forget just yet." He opened the bag to reveal my project.

"My work, I thought..."

"I ruined it.

"You what?"

"Sorry, when you left I broke it. It was still about the thing, I was pretty angry with you, even though I cut you off you still acted like normal and I just didn't understand so I thought breaking it would make me feel better but I just felt bad especially when I saw you crying in your room- yes, I was the one with Kalum so I took the pieces when you feel asleep and put it together again."

"David I don't know what to say." I hit him then hugged him because he fixed it perfectly, it looked good as new.

"I'm sorry."

"Just thank god you fixed it right."

"I know, I thought I was going to lose a finger, I nearly glued one of my fingers to the pieces."

"Been there, done that." It was really weird, it was like I forgot how to act with him. "S-so what doing want to d-do." Why was I stuttering? He laughed at me.

"It's up to you."

"Okay. Um, we could just sit here and watch some TV whilst eating some snacks." I think it was a bit too early for me to inviting him to my room again but then again he ate me out within a week of knowing me, and I also gave him a blowjob so what is too early with us? 

"That sounds good." I handed him the remote, as I turned on the oil to pop the popcorn and put my art piece in my room, by the time I got back to oil was hot enough. I ended up popping way too much popcorn but it was all good as I was low-key obsessed it, warmed up some cinnamon buns topped in it up with icing and brought out some canned drinks.

"So what are we watching?" I said I brought over the snacks.

"Superhero Movie."

"I love that film, it's so funny."