Our Little Secret

The Morning After

Pewd's POV

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I woke up to a killer hangover and the brightly lit room didn't help either. I cuddled the body that laid on top of me, feeling the skin on skin contact; honestly it felt good, really good.

Marzia really knows how to put up with me when I get drunk and horny, which usually isn't often. I snuggled into the hair and breathed in the scent. How strange, she doesn't usually smell of cologne and apples. Did she switch brands again?

Before I could even realize what hit me my back and hips started to burn with pain. I couldn't quite process what happened until I started to peel my eyes open. The first thing I notice was that this wasn't my room. the next was that the hair I was snuggling into was much to dark to be Marzia's. My eyes widen in horror when the body takes a deep breath and exhales through their nose. They then roll off me. I take my opportunity to jump out of bed and get a good look of who I just slept with though my aching head and lower body told me otherwise. What baffled me was that we were both completely naked... We didn't... We couldn't... I'm don't swing that way!? This person is a guy, let alone I just cheated on Marzia! I take a moment to try to collect my thoughts when I came to the realization: HOLY SHIT! THATS CRY!

I bit my tongue to keep myself from actually shouting that out loud. He seems to stir again and I stiffen, my eyes going wide. I hastily gather my clothes and bolt out of the room before he could wake up. The room I take shelter in happens to be the bathroom. I was feeling so many emotions that it seemed like my mind was spiraling out of control but the ones that soon took over were the sudden feeling of sick, dizzy and pain overtook me. I drop my bundle of clothes and make a short dash to the toilet, emptying my stomach into the bowl.

"Dear god... not only did I just cheat on Marzia, I think I'm pregnant with Cry's child too... God, I feel like shit..." I half joked to myself, trying to calm down over this whole situation. After my hurl fest I decide to hop in the shower.

After cleaning myself of Cry inside and out I hopped out of the shower. I wonder how I should face Cry? Does he even remember? We were pretty waisted last night. I raid the medicine cabinet and find some painkillers, casually popping two in my mouth before putting them away.

I dresses myself in the clothes from yesterday and limped out of the bathroom. immediately I'm hit with the smell of food that makes my mouth water and my stomach growl. I follow my nose to find Cry making breakfast... er... lunch. He was cooking meat over the stove while he minced salad, tomatoes and a few other things. Toco shells sat unopened in the box next to him.

He turns and looks at me casually, "Good afternoon, Felix." he state with a smile, cheeks warm.

I could tell he was trying not to think about last night as his eyes quickly left me and he turned back around. "He remembered clearly what happened last night by the way he was acting. Seems like he doesn't want to talk about it... I don't either but part of me is really upset that he remembered. If he remembered and he knew what he was doing to me, why did he still do it anyway? I'm a taken man and he knows that... wait... was I the bottom?!"

He turns to look back at me, making me realize I was just standing in the doorway staring like a complete idiot. His face wore the expression of shock, fear and confusion before his eyes drifted away, a hint of pink lacing his cheeks. This all confused me.

"I'm sorry, Felix... I blame myself for what happened. I never ment to do what I did nor can I take it back. If what happened really upsets you don't blame anyone else but me..." He looked very ashamed and, dare I say it, I sort of took pity on him.

"How did you know what I was thinking about?"

He looked at me like I was crazy, "Because you were thinking out loud?" He stated, though it sounded more like a question.