Nightly Behaviors

Chapter 16

I wake up with Chresanto's arm wrapped around me and mine around him. The side of my face is resting on his bare chest and I really don't know when or how we got into this position. Scratch that, I think I do remember how and when this happened. It probably happened the second I fell asleep and in the middle of the night. I specifically remember him warning me before I passed out that he would make it his mission to lay in bed with me and I blame myself for falling asleep so soon after the promise. Or maybe I should thank myself, he's kind've good at cuddling. And he smells nice too. No this isn't a good thing.

My thoughts play back to the hot sex we had but the joy I received from that thought was snatched away when I remembered the shower incident. Why the hell did he push me off so violently? My anger quickly takes a tole on me and before I can do anything I regret I sit up and scoot myself out of bed. The room is still dark because the sun hasn't yet risin and when I glance at the clock it's six. Only four hours since I'd fallen asleep. I turn on the lamp and make my way to the bathroom across the hall.

Thankfully hangover is mild which is very surprising due to the high amount of alcohol that was consumed but don't get me wrong I'm very grateful for that. When I look in the mirror I look like shit and my hair is a tangled mess. I bring my palm to my mouth, exhale and I'm nearly suffocated with my own morning breath. I literally gag and after I'm done defiling myself, I pee.

I make my way back into the room in need for some hygienic tools and tap Chres to wake him up. No matter how peaceful it is with him asleep if I don't brush my teeth soon I'll burn off my own eyes brows. "Chresanto wake up. I need a tooth brush."

He shrugs me off of him and turns around to wear his back is turned to me. I pull him back to face me and shake him again. "Chres just tell me where the are."

"Why the hell do you need to brush your teeth so damn early Crystal?"

I keep silent hoping that he'd understand that I didn't want to argue, I just wanted what I asked for. "They're under the sink in the bathroom, damn."

"Thank you, that's all you had to say."

I climb off the bed for the umpteenth time and wash my face and brush my teeth. There was no hair product to be found in the small bathroom not even under the sink where I find the extra toothbrushes so I just run my wet hands through it a few times to tame it a bit.

I tip toe back into the room and back into bed with Chresanto. I reach over and turn off the lamp. I'm sure he doesn't realize it but his arm drapes back across me and rests his head on my shoulder. I don't deny the gesture. Instead I let him rest and try to head back to sleep myself.

My attempt at going back to sleep is failed when I stay up and watching him with the little light I have peaking through the thin opening where the curtains meet.

He's so cute when he sleeps, so peaceful. So much more appealing this way. Well last night he was pretty decent acting up until the shower scene but over all not so much. Even though I know I shouldn't, I can't help but reach my hand up to his cheek and gently caress it, careful not to wake him up. He doesn't flinch so I feel its safe for me to bring my hands up to his hair and tangle my fingers in his small coily curls. Gently of course.

"What the hell are you doing?"

He's awake? His wrapping his arm around me in his supposed sleep made me think other wise.

Shocked and embarrassed I pull my hand away from him and attempt to remove myself from his hold. "Wait calm down," his eyes stay closed as he grabs ahold of my raised waist and pulls me back down. "Keep going, I like it."

Is he serious?

I leisurely and unsurely begin encircling my fingers in them and wait for him to realize what we're doing right now. This is all to weird.