Absolutely Smitten

you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it

Damien's POV

Saturday, 1:14 AM

It's been an eventful week of filming for Summer Games and some other 'extra activities.' If you catch my drift. We got home around 6 PM today. I insisted that Shayne should just spend the night with me. The shooting was very fun but extremely tiring. Especially since I got that damn mild concussion.

Shayne is already asleep. I wrapped him in my arms, yet once again. I love him. I mean, I really do, but I'm not sure if he does love me. Sure, he says he does. But, how can I be so sure? Like, a few weeks ago he was basically head over heels for Courtney. How can his head change just like that? How is he certain that he loves me? Yes, he's had feelings for me since we accidentally bumped into each other at the elevator like we were in a damn movie. But, he said he had to get rid of his feelings for me. Can it just return like that in a heartbeat?

I don't even know what this relationship is. Neither one of us has brought something up about it. We act like a couple but he's not even my boyfriend, or officially at least. I didn't even know he had feelings for me until after that damn party. I guess that party, even if it was literally hell, lead to some positive things.

I looked down at Shayne and watched him sleep. He looks so peaceful. Whenever I look at him, I forget about all the troubles. It doesn't matter if he loved Courtney. Everything else dissipates when I see his tantalizing face.

Coincidentally, at the exact time, Shayne woke up and he saw me look at him. "Why are you still up?" He questioned. I smiled at him and in a playful poetic voice, I added, "I like it when you sleep, for you are so beautiful yet so unaware of it."

He snickered a quiet laughed and objected, "This isn't a fucking 'The 1975' song. Go to sleep. You still need to rest to fully recover from that concussion." I looked at him and agreed. He cares for me so much. It makes me believe that he does love me. Throughout the past week, he made sure I was okay and tried his best for me to not overwork myself. I turned off the lamp and I rested myself underneath the covers. He gave me a kiss on the lips and whispered, "I love you, Damien Haas."

"I love you too, Shayne Topp."

Monday, 6:49 AM

Since Shayne wrecked his car, I asserted that he should stay with me for a while. At least I can drive him to work. Which also means that I get to spend more time with him. Shayne woke me up from my deep slumber. He's wearing a white apron without a shirt. He cooked some pancakes and bacon for breakfast.

"Good morning, beautiful. Just for you, made with love." He articulated as he brought me breakfast in bed. "Thank you, I love it," I replied with a firm loving smile. He turned on my favorite show, Friends. We both ate and cuddled while watching. After realizing we're gonna be late, we hurriedly got ready for work. 

We arrived at the office a few minutes after 8. "Whoa, I know you guys are best friends, but I can't believe you even arrive at the same time," Joven exclaimed at the sight of us walking in. "You dingo, we got here by riding the same car, he crashed his, remember?" I explained. "Oh. Okay." He shrugged.

The day went on as per usual. Shayne was mostly writing sketches. Boze, Mari, and I were in charge of the Facebook live stream. I invited Shayne to have lunch with just the two of us, but he was busy. So, I decided to have lunch with Mari and Boze, and whoever else is in the break room.

Mari had to get something in her car so I went with her. "What's up with you lately, Damien?" She asked. I answered with the usual 'I'm fine' and the conversation continued. However, as we were walking back, Mari asked about my love life. "To be completely honest, Shayne and I are kinda a thing." I disclosed. She stopped walking and looked at me with a very shocked face. "What do you mean?" she added, still in shock. 

"Well, you know, like we're kinda dating but it's not official. I told him I loved him when I was drunk as fuck. And then he kissed me and told me he loved me back after a few days. It just progressed from that." I admitted. "And?" Mari added, obviously asking for more details. 

"And... do you remember his 'bug bite'? That was uhhhhh, from me. We ... uh - I - we did it the night before. We were also late for filming because we were together." I nervously replied. As if she wasn't in shock already, her face grew larger. She then exaggerated while slapping my arm, "Damien!"

We were standing in the middle of the parking lot so I told her everything else. "Besides the fact that we had sex, we aren't official. Neither one of us has brought anything up. And it's confusing because he was literally just in love with Courtney two weeks ago. How can someone just change their minds like that?" I disclosed. "And It feels awkward whenever I'm around Courtney. I feel guilty. I feel like I stole Shayne from her." I added.

Mari then adviced, "You should bring it up. This is your life. He clearly cares and loves YOU. Courtney shouldn't be a factor now because HE chose YOU. There's no need to wait for other things. Maybe you should ask him out. I mean, you told him you loved him when you were drunk, and see where that got you." I looked at her and thanked her. I hugged her and we both walked back into the office. It feels good for someone else to know what's going on. At least there's another person I can ask advice from.

When we got back to the office break room, Joven, Boze, Noah, Keith, and, coincidentally, Courtney were all in there. Boze then yelled, "What were you guys talking about? You took waaay too long out there." I laughed and sarcastically joked, "My new boyfriend, duh." Of course, surprisingly, Shayne walked in right on time, and interrupted, "You're talking about me?" 

Everyone turned to look at Shayne shockingly. To avoid it from getting awkward, I played it off as if we were just joking. "Well, not you, it's not official yet because you haven't asked me out," I replied. I thought that that would give him some hints. Shayne, without skipping a beat, "Well, will you be my boyfriend then?" I then replied, "Nah, you're a dick, man"

"Wait, hold on, what the hell. Is this actually a thing?" Keith scratched his head and confusingly interrupted. Joven then answered, "No. No, it's not. Wait, are you two dating?" Boze then joined in on the conversation, "I ship it. Hashtag Shaymien." I then said as an excuse, "No, we're not dating, it's a joke. I just had to use the restroom." Shayne, in a sarcastic voice, joked, "Goddammit, I thought we were a thing."  We all laughed and had lunch together. 

After a successful day, Shayne and I drove to my apartment. "Wow, you really rejected me in front of everyone." He teased as we were walking in. "Well, I didn't want them to know we actually were a thing," I replied.

Shayne looked at me, gave me a kiss, and smiled. "Well, let's make it official between us then. Will you be my boyfriend?"