Depths of the Mind [MalexMale] (ON HOLD)

Chapter [9]: Now What?

A/N: Maan, this is a long chapter, isn't it? I edited for HOURS! Not even kidding. Now I know how Rotty (@rotXinXpieces) feels like. This is not easy shit. I'll go and do my homework now. Meeeh.-_-

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(Michael's POV)

The next days have passed quietly, without any event worth mentioning. I felt like just yesterday Viola stormed out of my house.I haven't sorted things out with her as I said I would. I swear that was my intention, but I kept myself busy without even realizing it. I didn't allow myself to make a huge fuss out of it. How much time can a person be fixated over a rather silly and unimportant event?

Well she's woman.

And I've just made a sexist comment.

Yeah.

On a different note, Isaac and I shared now a whole new level of closeness, and the strangest thing was that it didn't bother me.. as probably should.

I've become used to him living with me, just being there. If I once felt the need to look after him and make sure he didn't do anything to hurt himself or me, this need of mine started to vanish. I found out he eavesdropped on my conversation with Viola, specifically about my lack of sleep. I assumed he thought it was his fault that I fainted too.

For the passed days he kept lying in bed in the mornings, far more than he usually does. I knew he was awake because he would constantly switch sides or let out a frustrated sigh now and then, thus waking me up.

So, we made an unspoken deal. Well, he didn't know about the deal but that didn't mean it wasn't a deal. I would wake up earlier than I normally did, so he won't have to stay in bed that long and bore himself to death. Mutual sacrifice for the win. I already missed my extra hours of sleep.

As days passed I came to the conclusion that I wasn't acting like his psychiatrist anymore anymore.. and it scared me the fact that I didn't notice that sooner. I was there for him when he needed me. Didin't that count?

''You know.. You really are different from other psychiatrists.'' Isaac admitted once, and I was so surprised I immediately abandoned my cooking and spun around to look at him. The look he gave me told me he didn't even take his eyes off me the entire time. He was looking at me casually, even though what he said meant a lot in every way possible. I had his trust. I didn't know to what extent, but that was something right there.

My rational side would've felt so fulfilled. Once, I could've taken it as an accomplishment regarding my work. Instead, a rush of happiness engulfed me. I couldn't stop the smile that formed on my lips. Hell, I was so happy I felt like hugging him.

Talking about me and Isaac's closeness.. a good example would be when we watched a movie the other day. Everything was ordinary for a while, even a little bit boring because the movie was boring itself. Eventually, Isaac made his way closer to me, until he brushed his shoulder on mine. By the end of the movie our bodies could touch. The intriguing part was that he did that without realizing it. I noted he was always seeking some sort of physical contact

I still haven't been able to convince him to let me take him somewhere outside. We mainly stood inside the house, and somehow I made it my job to find something for us to do so we won't get bored. The best past was that eventually, we ended up talking every day.

You know, just like it should've been from the beginning when you supposedly had to establish the therapy hours..

I hated my own mind sometimes.