Boyfriend

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Warning ⚠: Cursing ahead

𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞; 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫 & 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

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Return day

According to what was told me, he was supposed to be back today. So, I tried my best to make the room leave in a better condition.

Once I was back from taking classes, I started cleaning the room. After that I changed his bed sheet, which I hadn't since that day. Later on, I decided to get some snacks because the cabinets were almost empty.

I opened some windows for fresh air, got dressed and sat down in a corner. It was already around five in the afternoon and he still hadn't arrived. I started talking to Sam and he asked me to stop acting like a despo.

Well, whatever. I was actually very excited to see him. It had been two weeks since that event and I had been worried sick, blaming myself. I think it was my consciousness awakening.

I then started thinking of what I should make for dinner. So, I ended up making some tacos. Shivaay still hadn't arrived, so I started eating dinner alone. It was quite disappointing, given the fact I was looking forward to seeing him.

Later, I left to go to sleep, but couldn't. I just stared out of the window, at the stars. The two weeks had been so hard. Emotionally, mostly. It took me some days to get over the guilt but thanks to Shivaay, I ended up realizing a lot of stuff.

And now that I had been feeling like myself again, I just wanted to be there for him as well. Around 2am I finally fell asleep. But somehow I could hear things moving and I slowly opened my eyes.

It wasn't two anymore but five in the morning. I tossed around and tried to go back to sleep when I heard the bathroom door opening. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, only to find Shivaay standing in front of me, gulping down some water.

My eyes widened but from happiness and I couldn't hold in my happiness. I stood as quick as I could. Shivaay, put down the bottle and walked over to his bed.

My heart dropped, he hadn't even acknowledged my presence. Did I hate me now? Well, I wouldn't blame him if he did. I took advantage of his care and affection.

I went back to bed, but couldn't fall asleep again, so I kept taking sneak peaks of Shivaay. He wasn't sleeping too, more like acting too.

But I didn't approach him, because I didn't want to annoy him. It was around 7am when I woke and made myself some coffee. I made Shivaay some as well.

After that I fetched us some breakfast, so when I was back, he was already up, sitting in a chair. I couldn't see last night in the darkness, but today in the daylight it was clearly visible.

He wasn't the same guy before as three weeks ago. His eyes had bags under them and his hair was all messed up. Shivaay genuinely seemed weaker, as if he had lost weight.

I didn't know what to say, I was actually left speechless. I sat down beside him, but he didn't bother looking at me. As if it didn't matter.

It wasn't like we were really close but the fact that he wasn't acting like himself, hurt. I didn't look at him too, so that he wouldn't feel uncomfortable. After that I left for my first class.

I spent half of the day there. I was actually back to my room around 4 in the afternoon. When I entered the room, I realized it was in the same state as I had left. It was actually surprising because Shivaay was a very clean and neat person.

He just couldn't stand messiness. But today the room looked all over the place. I found him lying on his bed. I assumed that he was asleep but as soon as he heard a noise, he turned around and looked at me.

Had I mentioned the fact that he was shirtless and I could see his muscles? They weren't much but still existed and I found it extremely cute, because it didn't make him look like a bad boy but more like a nerd, who just looks after his physical health.

Shivaay sat up and ran his hand through his head. His phone suddenly started ringing but he chose to ignore it. It kept ringing, which made him growl in anger and finally picked up.

"What's your problem?", he screamed in all frustration.

"No, I said fucking no. Go to hell", he hissed and I decided to leave to give him some privacy.

I was standing outside the room, waiting for the phone call to end and even though I wasn't in the room, I could still clearly hear him.

"I told you I don't want to see your face again"

"Whatever the fuck you say, I don't care. I won't come back nor will she", his voice started getting lower but more deadlier.

"You pick, I hope you rot in hell. Don't you fucking dare to even get close to her"

After some time I couldn't hear anything, anymore. So, I stepped in. But had I only known that the real storm was yet to hit. Shivaays eyes were red from anger and his whole body was shivering. It scared me for a moment to look at him.

I stepped closer to him and just stood there. Shivaay's hand was clenched into a fist. One that was so desperate to hit someone. I feared that he might end up hurting himself.

I slowly started raising my hand and took another step closer to him, so that there wasn't much distance between us. My fingertips had met his biceps, which were burning.

"Shivaay", I whispered so low.

As soon as he sensed me touching him, he flinched so hard and raised his fist to hit me but once he realized it was me, he stopped in his tracks.

Shivaay kept staring at me in all fury until something clicked and his eyes warmed up. He dropped his fast and his muscles relaxed.

"You spoke", he mumbled and my eyes grew bigger when I realized what had just happened.

I smiled, while he just stood there.
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Amna xx