A New Me

Hubby?

I woke up in a white room, a strange figure standing over me. I had to blink a few times before the figure became a man, a very handsome one at that. I blushed as I realized I was only in underwear.
"I apologize for taking you clothes, and soon enough your memories. Believe me, I wouldn't do it if I weren't desperate for a paycheck, but don't worry, you'll get new clothes and new memories, you won't even realize the old ones are gone."
I looked pleadingly into his blue eyes, still unable to speak. He shrugged as if he had no other choice before placing his warm hands on either side of my head and reciting a chant.

I heard my alarm clock beeping and shot up, "Shit! I hope I'm not late!"
I jumped out of bed, grabbing a pair of jeans off my floor and hopping down the hall while trying to pull them over my legs. I stopped to suck in my stomach and button them as I entered the kitchen. I quickly snatched a granola bar and a bottle of water off of the counter before heading to the door to put on my shoes.
"Hey noodle, I'm sure the rest of the world doesn't want to see your thin pale chest and rib cage as much as you wish they would." A voice behind me caused me to lose my balance and fall on my face as I struggled to pull on my left boot.
I sat up, blushing and looked behind me at the man sitting on my couch, I took in his caramel skin and perfect biceps for a second too long as my eyes made their way up to his almost clear blue eyes.
He chuckled, "Calm down Mark, I'm your best friend, not your boyfriend." He grabbed a shirt out of the laundry basic on the couch beside him and tossed it at me, "That's my shirt so it'll be a bit big on you but it's more convenient then having to walk all the way back to your room, especially since you're already going to be late."
I nearly choked on air as he said the word 'boyfriend' and it took me a few seconds to even remember how to put on a shirt, who was this guy and what kind of magical spell had he cast to make me feel like this?
That's when a hurricane of memories featuring him hit me and I quickly pulled the shirt over my head and forced the redness to leave my cheeks, "Shut up Arlo, I'm not gay, it's just that my mind isn't fully awake yet so I forgot we were living together. You surprised me is all."
"Whatever you say hubby." he winked and blew a kiss before bursting out in a fit of laughter.
I rolled my eyes and left the house, heading off to my hellhole of a job.