Day 18

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"Even Angel's lose their wings... "

It's currently 7 in the morning,

And I'm here in bed staring at your sleeping face.

After a day with my friends at the beach to cheer me up,

And dinner at my boss's favorite restaurant it was time for me to go home.
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I felt the familiar dread spread through my chest.

As my co-worker started drivig towards my home,

You stared at me.

Suddenly you tell my co-worker to drive to your place.

We all look at you, confused.

You ignore us as you tell hin your address and he nods.

As he drives,

You look at me.

I shiver at the serious expression you have.

"You're staying with me for now."

My heart stutters and I shake my head.

"No-"

"This isn't up for argument"

I shut up at those stern words that slip your mouth.

I look down,

Messing with the hem of my shirt before nodding.

I hear you sigh before I feel your arm wrap around my waist, pulling me close.

I look up at you as everyone watches before my boss nods and smiles.

"I think that's a great idea"

Biting my lip,  I caught your gaze.

"What's wrong? "

"Clothes.. "

Your mouth makes an O shape for the silent "oh" you make.

You hum as you hold me tightly.

"You can just wear mine till we get you some more. "

My boss let's out a squeal.

"How cute~ oh I'm totally taking pics of that! "

My face reddens and I shake my head violently.

"No! "

My boss then pouts as you let out a laugh.

"I'll send you some pictures, don't worry"

I give you a look of horror as my boss cheers before turning away to talk to his friend.

I glare at you and you simply let out that beautiful laugh as you poke my nose.

My glare turns to a pout,

Easily forgiving you like always.

Why do I forgive you so easily?

We reach your place and we get out, saying bye to our friends.

I don't miss the wink my boss's clumsy friend give you as I hug my boss and co-worker good-bye.

I wave at the black-haired boy whom my co-worker goes to and wraps an arm around him.

I turn away just as the boy smacks his hand off him.

I smile at my co-workers curses of pain and walk to you.

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