I woke up, completely sweaty.
It didn't take long to me to realise Jackson was really close to me. Or wait....
I was really close to him.
I panicked and quickly rolled away, cheeks glowing red.
Stupid stupid stupid!! What if he woke up before I did, he could've noticed!!
I scolded myself and turned my back to him, heart still beating faster than- yeah.
I heard muffled yawn and felt him sit up. I froze.
"Mmhh..."
Fuck that's hot. HOW CAN HE MAKE EVERY FUCKING SOUND SO HOT
"Mark...? You awake?"
I stayed still. This is bad. Really bad.
"Mark I know you're awake. Let's get up and eat, after that I'm gonna clean the room."
He got up. I turned my head slightly, just to see his perfectly muscular body. I blushed and turned my head back where it was. I heard Jackson chuckle softly.
What the f- He's teasing me!
He left the room after he put on some clothes and I sighed.
I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and got up. I walked to the mirror and looked at my reflection.
Ugh my hair is a mess and I have bags under my eyes...
Then it hit me. I didn't have my shirt on anymore.
I had only my shorts.
I panicked for the tenth time today and quickly went looking for my shirt. I looked under his bed and around the room, but it was nowhere to be seen.
Where the fuck is it!??
"Looking for this?"
I turned around and saw Jackson, with my shirt on his hand. I blushed, I was still shirtless and he was in front of me. I should've worked out more.
"Y-yes. W-where was it?" I stuttered. He chuckled.
"Hey don't be embarrassed. I don't mind, you have a great body. Here", he handed me the shirt, "it was by the door. I wonder how it got there." He winked and left.
He did this! He hid my shirt just to see me struggle!
I was so embarrassed there's no tomorrow. But... he said I had a great body. Pff he probably said that just make me feel better, I am stick thin, far from manly and muscular like him. He couldn't like my body.
