kardemomme | tarjei sandvik moe [evak skam]

three

♡ Isak Valtersen

Eskild knocked twice on the door before he stepped in with a smile on his face.

"Do not come in, I sleep," I said, and pulled the blanket over my body again.

"Isak, you have someone who would like to meet you here" said Eskild with unusually cheerful voice.

"who is it?"

"Came out and check."

Frustrated, I pulled off my blanket and got on a pair of jeans and a white shirt.

I walked over to the door and heard a familiar voice. Evens.

He had not noticed me yet, he stood in the hall and talked with Eskild.

I really tried to tear my eyes away from him, his blond hair and his perfect blue eyes, but I couldn't.

Eskild turned to me with a smile on his thin lips. "There you are, Even has been waiting for you"

I looked toward Even and saw that he looked at me and smiled.

"U-uhm hello" I stammered, embarrassed cleared my throat and looked down at the floor.

"Halla" he said with a smile. "I've been trying to reach you on sms, but you haven't answered"

"No sorry, I was asleep," I said.

"Tt's alright. but do you want to.."  A faint smile was on his lips. "ehm, maybe we can hang out for a while?"

"I guess so, what do you want to do then?" I said as I pulled my fingers through my hair.

"play mw2?" he said with a low laugh.

"As usual then" I said laughing, blinked with one eye and started walking toward my bedroom