My Booty and his Beast

Time to get emotional

Well yeah...  Emotional. This chapter is weird, and embarrassing and... Really not what I expected to happen... It just kind of... did

I hope you have loads of fun with this chapter, comments are highly appreciated, but if you just want to read, go along😊

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Stuffing my face with more and more pancake rolls filled with jelly and honey, I secretly watch Joshuah. He eats slowly, sensually and ever so often he licks some honeydrops of his lips and manages to make my heart stumble everytime.

God, this is not fair!! He did make my heart stumble before, but I was exceptionally good at ignoring that fact. I don't know why I am suddenly this infatuated with his... well his penis, but think nothing really changed except the fact that I can no longer pretend I don't like him. It's become pretty clear after the awkward interlude this morning.

Still chewing the tasty rolls, it takes a while for me to notice that Joshuah has finished eating and is now staring at me. Through his thick and long lashes. Damn it, I'm being stupid again. But damn it! How dare he look so seductive!

"I'm not giving you any pancakes man, you had your fair share", I mumble between bites. He scoffs, his head dropping a little as he stares into his blank plate.
Then he looks back up, seeming even more smitten and oh boy, this is more that I can really handle...

"Darling....", the name lingers in his tongue. He has called me by that name various times, but always in a mocking, foolish tone. This is... Well I don't know what it is but it is but funny.

"Can't we just be honest?", he asked, his voice a little strained, as if beneath all that smexy smiling lingered deep exhaustion.

I look up, try my best to seem surprised and rise one eyebrow.

His laugh now sounds even worse, hopeless and senseless.

"Come on! You can't tell me I just made yesterday up! I didn't! And for some reason that changed something. I don't know what but can we please, please just be honest?"

I stare straight into his face, blinking confused. Joshuah stands up and his chair rumbles to the floor, the harsh sound of it causing me to jump.

"Damn it Nic! Stop watching me as if I just killed Bambi! Say something for gods sake!", he bursts out.

This is not fair. This is so not fair. Why is he so upset? I am the one who struggles. I am the one who is friends with his crush. I am the one who gives it his all to ignore the pull I feel, for the sake of being friends and I am the one who feels crushed and violated every now and then whenever he seemingly toys with my feelings, unaware of the hazard his actions cause.
I guess yesterday was just... Too much. All those feelings, bottled up in a huge cup just build up to much and spilled over. I am the one who doesn't know what to do now! How are we supposed to be friends when I just want to jump his bones and cuddle him into suffocation?!!

Something bursts. I can't tell you how, I don't even realise it happens until I'm already in the middle of doing it.

"Can you shut up for one second?!!"