Difficult (Complete)

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---Ike's pov---

I woke up to see black hair crowding my vision.

I looked down to see Firkle curled up against me with my arm wrapped around him.

I chuckled to myself when I thought of the time I saw Stan and Kyle like this in Kyle's bed.

I felt Firkle shift a little and look at me. He rubbed his eyes, "What's so funny?" He asks groggily.

"Nothing," I say smiling at him, "How'd you sleep?"

He yawns, "Better than usual, I guess."

"That's good," I say smiling at him.

I watch him sit up, and feel my hand slide down his torso to his hip bone. I look and see his face his turned bright red.

We both stare at each other in silence for a few minutes.

Then, I suddenly rip my head away and fall backwards off the bed, "Oh my God, I am so sorry!"

He looks down at the bed, "I-It's okay..." He whispers.

He stands up and walks over to his closet, "Do you need clothes? I don't think I have any that'll fit you...." He asks rummaging through his closet.

I shake my head, then remember that he isn't looking at me, "Uh... No, it's fine."

He turns back to me, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, it's fine," I say standing up from the floor.