An Angel Named Kiran.

Chapter Three

Micah: 

I awoke with my head on somebody's chest, an arm curled around my waist, and the sound of rhythmic deep breathing. I almost panicked, before I remembered the previous nights events. Kiran. His name echoed inside my head. Last night. I hadn't felt that close to someone in what felt like a lifetime. And they way he made me feel. Him showing me how it felt when he smiled. Letting me into his mind. I couldn't even describe what it felt like. Not to mention the dreams that I had. It was incredible, it couldn't have portrayed us better.

It was Kiran and I, we were in a garden. It was beautiful. There was a rainbow of colors of fruit, and bright green plants everywhere. The sun was shinning, but that's not all that was. Kiran and I were. We were bathed in a golden glow, and it was coming from our wings. Yes, our wings. We had wings of light, golden wings of angels. We did not speak out loud. We spoke to each other with our minds. It had been the talk of lover's. He had been about to tell my something important, until the ground started to split, and my wings had vanished, just as Kiran had been lifted in the air, in a globe of golden light.

And then the dream ended. I didn't know what to make of it. It was still a bit groggy. What I did know was that this dream was important somehow. I also had the nagging feeling that I needed to keep it from Kiran. Kiran, who was, laying underneath me. Is this wrong for an angel? I mean, I know we didn't do anything, but after that dream, where we spoke in a talk of lover's well.. My cheeks heated at the thought. 

Micah? Holy goodness. That's embarrassing. I cannot let him see how red my face is right now. 

Yes, Kiran? I thought back hesitantly. It felt weird to actually have a conversation with him when I wasn't being drugged by sleep. It had been so long since I've had an actual conversation with somebody.

I was just checking to see if you were awake or not. I guess you are. I could feel his grin again. It thrilled me. Hungry? He asked me. I wondered why he would ask me that, I mean, do angels even eat? At that time, my stomach growled. I could feel him chuckle. Your mom and Cam are gone for the day, off to Olympia for the weekend. I was thinking that I could make you breakfast and you could go shower or, whatever you'd like. It was a little strange that he knew my schedule, and my family's schedule, but at the same time, it's not. I mean, he is my guardian angel after all. He's been here the whole time. He knows everything about me. Even if it's that I shower every morning.. My cheeks started to redden again. I looked away. 

Sure. Breakfast, yummy. I'll uh, go get in the shower. If you want some other clothes, you can uh, borrow Cam's. Is it weird to let my guardian angel borrow my twin brother's clothes? I hoped not. 

I think I'll just pop back to my place in the other real to shower and change. I won't be gone for more than a few seconds, so you go hope in the shower, and I'll have breakfast by the time you're done. He told me, and my stomach growled again. I'll be back in a jiffy. See you soon. With that, he was gone and, I waited for a few seconds, but I didn't see him pop up. Instead, I hear someone rattling around in the kitchen. I started to let my mind wander, hoping to find his, and not some crazy murder psychopath in my kitchen. To my relief, I found his mind. It tickled mine. It was the most unusual feeling, but I couldn't think of that right now. I needed to go and get in the shower. 

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After a quick ten minute shower, I started to feel alive again. I was wrapped up in a towel, as was my hair, and I spent a few minutes brushing my teeth, and taking off the make up that had smeared my face. I went back into my room, and it was a little weird to be in the hallway, in just a towel, with Kiran just down the hall. But then it hit me, he's probably seen me naked before. Oh gosh. My cheeks were on fire. That was not a question that I was going to ask him any time soon. 

When I got into my room, I dropped my towel and put my glasses on. They were kind of like what people would call, 'hipster' glasses. Only, they were more like old fashion nerd glasses, black and thick rimmed, and I actually needed them to see. I started looking around my drawers for clothes, and settled on blue NYU hoodie, and a pair of boot cut jeans. I also shrugged into a miss matched pair of fuzzy socks. I always wear them around the house, it was dad and I's tradition. When I was finished getting dressed, I untangled the towel from around my head and started to blow dry my hair. My hair was dark chestnut brown, ultra straight, no layers, but I did have side bangs that hung down just above my glasses. I also had a fading blue streak on the same side that my bangs hung. To me, that's my most attractive feature. I'm not fond of myself, but other's have been. Of course, it's mainly because of the DD's. And trust me, they're a curse. Not a blessing. I'm not fat, or chubby, but I'm not skinny either. I've got meat on my bones, that's for sure, but a lot of people say that's my best feature. That I'm not a twig. Although, I have lost a lot of weight since..well, two months ago. 

"Micah! Breakfast is done!" Kiran yelled to me, and as I emerged from my room and made my way down the hall, I could smell the delicious scent of chocolate chip pancakes. My mouth started to water. I absolutely loved chocolate chip pancakes. My stomach growled as I entered the kitchen. Kiran laughed. "Someone's hungry, I hear." He said, winking at me. I gave him a small smile in return. "I made chocolate chip pancakes with butter, in the shape of Mickey Mouse-" he started, but I didn't let him finish.

Is there any other way to make them? I thought to him, sending him a grin. He grinned back, almost sheepishly. 

"Of course not. I also had cut up some strawberries and let them soak in sugar, and made fresh whipped cream. Would you like them seperate?" He asked me. I nodded. You couldn't have a chocolate chip pancake with butter on it, combined with strawberries. It just wasn't right. "Butter and strawberries? I don't blame you." He said, seeming to guess my very thought. It was kind of cute too. Also weird that he knew me so well. I'd just have to get used to it. He set the plate of pancakes, and mini bowl of fruit down in front of me. "Orange Juice?" He asked. I nodded.

Wait. Pulp free, right? I asked. 

"Of course." He nodded, knowing just how serious this was. "I know you hate pulp in your orange juice. But I love it. It's the bug feeling." I wrinkled my nose at him in disgust, and all he could do is chuckle. I just wrinkled my nose at him again, which only made him laugh harder. I started to ignore him, and dug into my plate. It was amazing. I didn't know that food could taste this good. It was like magic.

Did you put some kind of angel dust in this?! I demanded of him. He just shook his head. 

"Is it so hard to believe that I could actually be a good cook?" He said in mock outrage. I only stuck my tongue out at him. It wasn't fair that he was such a good cook. He'd probably kick my butt when it came to baking.. Now that frustrated me. Baking and writing were my things, he's an angel so he'll be good at everything. So for my sake, he should be bad at baking and writing. I grinned at the thought. Kiran purposely trying to be bad at something for my sake. A real smile began to creep into my lips.

"What's so funny?" His voice interrupted my amusing thoughts. I reddened and shook my head. I didn't need to tell him, he wouldn't find it amusing anyway. "If you don't tell me, I'll just have to barge into your mind, and find out what it is for myself." He said in a stern way, and I was shocked. 

You can't do that! I thought, outraged. He just grinned.

"Micah! I was kidding!" I didn't think it was very funny. "Boy, you're sure cute when you're angry." He said to me, with a care free smile, and then looking abashed for saying such a thing. It was then that I spoke for my first time in two months. It came out raspy and dry.

"You..you're cute too." I stumbled over my words, and fled to my room in embarrassment. I had just broken my vow of silence. And it was to tell Kiran that I thought he was cute. And that's when it hit me. An angel, an angel named Kiran. I think he truly was meant to be my savior. He had already found my voice..

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