1001 LOVE STORIES(book Of Oneshots)

Problems pt.2

Word count: 3081

The next morning I was awoken by my alarm.

We had somehow managed to get entangled in one another as we slept and now he rested his head on my shoulder and our legs rapper together.

He instantly begins to move as I try to get my phone from in my pants at the other end of the room before it woke him. But the moment I get to it he sits up.

"You're leaving?" He says and his usual cold voice.

"I have work today." I tell him and he lays back down.

"Um what do you want for dinner?" I ask and he looks at me.

"It's just I don't know what you like or don't like when it comes to food.  So if it's ok I'll ask you first." I tell him.

Until his looks hit home.

He didn't want me to stay.  That's why he looked so confused.

His look said that he was perplexed that I even though he'd want me to stay.

"Uh chili. Although I don't like it spicy." He says and I nod.

"Hey come here." He says and I don't think. I just climb on the bed and over to him.

He places his hand on my chin and the last thing I saw before he kissed me was those cold eyes.

He kisses my lips before deepening the kiss and with shaky hands I touch him.

For the first time I was making a move to touch him.

Well second if you count me grabbing his ass but I was aiming for somebody elses.

We deepen the kiss until he pulls away from me and sighs.

"Hey can I know your name?" I ask and he pulls away before thumping me.

"Go take a shower." He says and I frown.

He knew my name, where I worked,  what my pass times was and everything else.  But I couldn't even know his first name.

But I get in the showering.

Feeling the warm water but not warm as his arms around me.

Was this what people felt when they were in a relationship?  I smile.

But the moment the shower door opens I can't help but smile.

He then raps his arms around me.  Beginning to wash my body.

His hands felt so nice on me.

As he scrubbed me I smiled before turning me over to face him.

He looks down at me and I smile.

I then take the towel from him starting to wash him.  His body.  His nice chest.  His big arms and the tattoos. The one on his chest was a yen and yang over his heart.

The tail of the dragon going own his side. 

I rap my arms around his neck squeezing the towel on his back only for him to kiss me again.

I'm happy.

For the first time in my life I felt happy.

Was it stupid for me to be ok with this.

He never really hurt me.  He could be cold mean at times but he was also gentle.

I then pull away.

"Can I touch you?" I ask and he smirks.

"Is this the first time you asked permission?" He says and I smile.