Our lips lock in a passionate kiss. All of my worry - about rejection, about my early feelings - it's gone now. It's out in the world. And what else - he loves me, too. The words still linger in my ears as my fingers find their way into Alexey's incredibly soft hair.
"Are you hungry?" Alexey brakes off our kiss and cups my cheek into his palm. All I want to do is kiss him, but I don't really feel like I can control myself around him anymore, so I nod my head, trying to put some space between us, so we don't end up under the covers naked.
With a smile, Alexey gets up from his black couch and walks to the kitchen area of his apartment. After taking two pearly white plates from the cupboard, he puts something on them. Since my vision isn't at it's best, I don't recognise what it is a the beginning, but when he brings the plates to the bar counter in the middle of the room. My mouth pops open from surprise, since the food on the plates is actually my favourite food of all time.
Potatoes with mushroom sauce. Hells yes. My mouth is already watering, even without tasting the food, since the smell is already very delicious. "Did you cook this?" I ask him, surprised, that men actually can cook these days. As far as I've seen, nobody from my class can cook. Even most of the girls. Shame!
Alexey proudly smiles. "Yes. I'm actually a pretty decent cook, so you might want to keep me around." His joke makes me laugh and want to hug him. I get up from the couch and walk over to the bar counter, where Alexey stands, still smiling proudly.
"You're actually a pretty decent human being." I tell him, wrapping my arms around his muscular back. It's weird how this is such a weird feeling, since hugging my dad always feels different. You see, he's also plump, just like my mom, so there is more to love, when you hug them, but with Alexey you just get a marmor-like, strong body. I wonder what sleeping on him feels like. Would it make my head hurt, if I rested it on his chest?
Alexey plants a soft kiss on my lips and invites me to sit down for a meal while it's still hot. The food is, undoubtedly, amazing. That almost makes me wonder if he actually made this himself, because it feels like there was a five-star chef here, who made the dinner. The small chanterelles have been left uncut, making me even more happier, since I love feeling a small mushroom in my mouth and then biting it. I'm weird, I know. But Alexey still loves me, despite me being weird, so, who's the real winner here, am I right?
After eating another portion, we're both finally full and we both clean up. I offer to do the dishes, but, of course, Alexey has a dishwasher, so there is no need to wash them in the sink. Of course, that surprises me the tiniest bit, since I'm so used to washing dishes after a meal, but I always forget how rich Alexey actually is, so I guess I should be surprised, that he hasn't got a maid or butler here.
"Do you want to have a movie marathon?" He asks, pulling me in his embrace. The now-familiar scent of Alexey fills my nostrils and I take a deep breath to savour the scent. That's the scent of someone I love. I offer to watch Harry Potter, since there are ever-so-many movies in the saga, and I looooovee Harry Potter. They are actually my favourite movies of all time to binge watch, but I've, surprisingly, never read any of the books. So much for a literature enthusiast!
Alexey takes my hand into his and leads me through the faint-orange coloured hallway. At the end of the hallway he opens a white door, leading to what looks like a bedroom. The wallpaper catches my attention immediately, since it's such a juicy green colour, it reminds me of a freshly mowed grass. Right across the room from the door is a big wooden closet, which looks a bit similar to mine, but it's made from a light wood and there are moving doors, but it still reminds me of my good ol' closet and makes me feel like at home.
In the middle of the room is a big king sized bed, covered with cozy looking sheets in warm colours. The bed is positioned perfectly to see the big curved screen tv, which is, no doubt, the newest of it's kind.
Wrapping his arms around my waist, Alexey pulls us towards the bed. We both fall down on the soft blanket and giggle. This feels so nice - giggling with the one I love, no parents to scold me that I'm giggling like a schoolgirl, nobody judging me about my life choices.... Just us and Harry Potter movies.
We both change into our home clothes and Alexey puts on only pants, so his whole muscular torso is on the display, leaving me speechless and my mouth hanging wide open. How come such a perfect human being even exists? I mean, this really has to be a dream - he's into English Lit, he cooks amazingly, he is an actual angel and he's got the looks. Something smells fishy here. Nobody is this perfect.
When Alexey lies down under the covers, I finally remember that I'm still standing like an idiot with my mouth hanging wide open. I gather myself and get under the covers, too. Since it's our first time being this close, I feel a bit weird. This feeling of wanting to press myself against him so hard that we'll become one, but yet being too shy to do so.
Thankfully Alexey doesn't feel the same way I do. He is not shy and confused about us being together at last, so he looks at me and smiles, before taking my hand and lightly pulling me besides him. There, I place my head on his chest with caution, afraid, that he wouldn't like it, but as an answer he just pulls me closer to him and rubs my back. At the same moment, I realise that my back is my weak spot. I've never realised it, but I instantly adore anyone, who rubs, or, even better, scratches my back. And since I already love Alexey, my feelings intensify, making my heart swoon once again from the overload of love.
As the first scenes of Harry Potter's first movie appear on the tv, I can't help but imagine all of days being like this. Perfect.
Hey, loves! I'm so sorry that this chapter took so long, but I was feeling really down for no reason, so there was no inspiration for me to write. :(
But anyways, I hope there will be a new chapter by the start of the next week! In the meantime, please, don't forget to vote, comment and add this story to your reading list, so you get notified when I update! :)
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Novela JuvenilWhen Adèle returns to school after the Christmas break, she immediately has mutal sympathies with her new English Lit substitute teacher - Alexey Bogdanovych. From the moment that he sets his eyes on her, he is immediately attracted to her and she j...