I'm Sorry- Garrett Watts x Alex

Chapter 6

Garrett's POV

I woke up on my bed, as usual, sunlight pouring through my window. I groaned, too tired to fully get out of bed. I decided to sit up, admiring the view of the city. The sun was rising, and the sky was filled with orange and pink hues. "I love the sunrise. It's always pretty to everyone, no matter what happened the day before. It's a new day." A familiar voice said. It was now that I realized that I was nude, and that the room I was in was most certainly not mine. The memories from last night came crashing back to me. (Admit it you guys hated me there for a sec) I laid back down into the soft bed, wrapping my arms around Alex. He shivered from my cold hands, but snuggled into my chest nonetheless. I let a smile onto my face, softly running my hands through his messy hair, combing through it slowly. After a few minutes, I heard light snoring coming from the adorable human. I giggled, planting a kiss on his head before drifting off to sleep again. When I woke up again, it was a few minutes past noon, so I went downstairs to the smell of bacon, pancakes, and coffee. Alex was humming a song, dancing his hips around the kitchen in an almost hypnotizing way. My eyes followed his waist, watching it move around the kitchen. A creak in the floor snapped me out of my trance, and I hugged Alex from behind, whispering a "Good Morning". Except it probably only sounded like "Gooooo merniinn" since I was still tired from sleeping. Alex giggled and handed me a plate filled to the brim with delicious food. I counted 6 pancakes, 4 strips of bacon, and a extra large cup of coffee. I gave him a peck on the lips as my way of saying thanks, and quickly inhaled the food. And oh. My. God. How is he such a great cook?! This should be the food of the gods! After my breakfast, I took a quick shower, putting a towel on my waist and walking over to the bedroom to get my clothes from yesterday. Alex was sat on the bed, patiently waiting for me. He wrapped his hands around his waist, still leaving plenty of open space between us. But I wanted to slap him. Because he pulled off my towel.