Call Me Helpful but its CallMeKevin

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The rest of the day was just going to the bank and making myself a bank account that no one else had connection to. It was very relaxing to know that no one can tap into it and steal any of my money when I wasn't aware. I asked Kevin to a stay at his place, he seemed hesitant but let me stay anyway.

Kevin told me he had videos to edit an update, pulling out spare ones he would keep on the side just for an occasion like this. So he didn't have to record anything, that was all content he kept away from viewers. Outdated youtube stuff, but that was most of his content already ready so it wasn't going to be noticed thankfully.

So I was left alone in the room, surrounded by the suitcase that I had that was mine. It contain a few close, but not so much to put them in a closet. I don't know why, but I haven't taken off Kevin's shirt. It was nice... and it... smelt like him.

I liked it.

Now it was just surrounded by the thoughts of how I acted, and how we I think everything was going to turn out okay once I got everything in order but now I was just sad about the fact that I still got cheated on, that I got nothing out of that relationship other than a fistful of disappointment.

I felt like I was punched in the gut, realizing that I spent too much time on him and he didn't even do anything else about it. You were just throw me away so easily, would anybody else do that to me? Like I did to Kevin?

My sigh was from the bottom of my chest. If I can't even keep a fiancee, will I be able to keep a regular boyfriend? I might be rambling, but it was just so amazing that I get to be turned on so quickly and cheated on behind my back. What happens if it is doomed to repeat? I mean I thought everything I could for him, and I mean literally everything in donating all of my time for him. I thought I was a good person, but only to realize this thing once he told me is absolutely the worst thing.

I stayed silent in the room, saying nothing or anything about all of that's what happening. 

The door opened, as I took a look to it. Knowing it was Kevin with a dorky smile on his lips. He held out the ice cream like he did the previous time, thinking I would accept it this time. And this time I actually did want it. I patted at the bed beside me, offering him to come over and sit beside me. I did miss the attention of him, as he was one of the best people.

"I really missed you." I decided to make a comment on it, he seems surprised cuz I was so silent for a while.

"I missed you too." He returned. I leaned against him, as he rested his head on top of mine. It wasn't comfortable, but it was comforting. It was something that I desperately needed, human touch to be precise. Not from anybody of course, but from a good friend or someone else that I knew for a while.

My hands dragged from the ice cream to his hand on accident. He flinched up, as I did the same. His reaction was it so bad, it was just more of a surprise that I would do that. He wasn't getting upset, so I try it again. Slowly sliding it on to him and realizing that he would slowly flip around his hand so I can embrace it as well. I took a bite, and I would give him one too and slowly enough we were going to finish this together.