discovery

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a/n: here's garrett's point of view!!

Garrett

I woke up with Ash cuddled up against me, and to be honest, it felt nice having her clung unto me. the only strange feeling I had was the fact that Astrid is a woman, and I mean a full blown woman. she wasn't a girl. she is  a woman, a woman with curves, might I add. her shoulders' stretched out and curved downward into her short soft arms. from there her chest curved out into her breasts and then curved into her wide hips, and there was a slight glimpse of the curve that separated her hips from her massive thighs.  she is one hell of a woman, but I never imagined myself with a woman whatsoever, even when I was a little closeted gay boy.  I just know that when I'm with Astrid, there's no other place id rather be.

the alarm on my ipad blared and I heard Astrid groan, squeezing me tightly and gripping the little hairs that sat on the back of my neck. she yawns, and put her hands through my hair, gripping it softly and completely ingulfing her limbs around me, groaning, and almost immediately whimpering softly "baby, do we have to get up, it's all warm and cozy here." my heart ached and pounded out of my chest, and I felt heat in some places I probably shouldn't have heat in. 

there was a lump in my throat, and hesitated for a moment before I cupped my large hands around her large cheeks, and kissed her, closing my eyes, I wasn't wearing my glasses anyway. soon enough she became a little bit more awake before kissing me back and sliding her tongue across my lip and I found myself engulphed in the woman that smells of vanilla and skin that is baby soft. 

thirty minutes later

I notice myself giggling uncontrollably as I flutter my eyes open. I hear Astrid showering in my bathroom, and suddenly notice im shirtless, my brunette chest hair sat in curls. I put on my glasses and slide on some boxers and some sweatpants, along with an undershirt. I walked into the living room to find Andrew, chilling, watching some Netflix.

"Andrew," I pick him up by the shirt and he looks at me weirdly, "I think i'm bisexual, i'm bisexual, Andrew, ANDREW!" I yell at him, and hug him, my eyes slide out tears as he hugs me back.  
"don't tell anyone yet, I want to come out on my own...again.." I giggle.

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