*Stalker*

Chapter 5 *Midnight talks*

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James woke up.Frightened up from his dream to be exact.Something heavy hitting the floor and a loud curse made his eyes pop open and his heart beat faster in fear.His eyes glanced in the darkness,to the right but only saw the window and the moon .When he turned his head on the couch hand-rest his eyes adjusted after a few blink to the darkness of the room and noticed a figure laying on the floor.No,rolling while hissing with bended knees. It was a strange thing to wake up to. The redhead's first thought was that he should defend himself cuz he is being robbed.And the burglar is so clumsy that he tripped on his own feet so maybe even he has a chance.

But then his mind adjusted itself too and reality hit him.He wasn't in his bed.Wasn't at home. He was laying on a couch,in a strange Hotel/Motel ,in a strange little town.And when the figure got up with slightly hunched back studying his lifted left foot and hissed ,he clearly knew who was the man.Deep brown eyes made contact with his light green ones.Surprise evident in both.

"Sorry man,didn't knew you were here.Didn't wanted to wake you."Hushed but still deep voice with it's sexy rambling that sent shivers down James's spine again and again.This time wasn't an exception either.

He nodded awkwardly lost of words.Gripping Jean 's suit jackets out of nervousness.Didn't even knew how that piece of very nice smelling clothes came upon covering his body."I -I fell asleep earlier. . ."James gazed around in the dark dining room sleepily ,brain not quite working." Tito and Mr.Andrien were playing. . "

"Oh,they are still playing."Rolled his brownies Dan,hands on his neat hips.

James arched his red brows in question,while sitting up and looking around once more .Searching for his friend .

"With each other ."Corrected himself Dan and rubbed his nose with his palms in a unique minute of embarrassment.Of course he would never admit,but the redness on the tip of his ears said it all.He blessed the darkness that covered every sign with it's black wing.

"In our room?"Sighed James when his feet touched the floor,his shoes missed too.Maybe Tito get them off ?

"No.In the French's."Replied Dan and scratched his belly,that hard and worked out stomach that made James's mouth wet ."Do you know where I can find food?"

The redhead took a breath of relief.Then when the stress started to built,he reminded himself of his bestfriend's promise .The job will be alright.He knew. . .Okay,hoped.

"Any idea?"

"W-what?"Blinked James."Oh,kitchen I think.In the kitchen."

Dan nodded his deep brownies adjusted to the darkness of the room.He could see his weird workmate who had the sleepiest eyes ever ."And where is that famous kitchen?"

James bit his lower lip,sucking on it a little bit.Thinking,pondering.He should stay away and admire from afar.It was his lifestyle for years.It was the big plan,it was the order of his world, the pattern he should follow.But then again,he knew too much.Dan was so talent-less in cooking that it was almost fun to watch.Never in his life (from university to nowadays) had he made even a nice looking and tasting sandwich."I can. . show you maybe?"Strange up-tilt at the end of his sentence.