September 7, 2019
Saturday, 7:41am
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I wake up.
I see Kent right next to me, both of us naked, under the sky blue flower bedsheets of my bed.
I lay back down, turn to my left, to see an angel cute face sleeping like a baby. His eyelashes are so beautiful and long. I touch his eyelashes as I smile how I'm even alive with this cute guy by my side.
He's still sleeping though.
I touch his cheeks, then caressed his pretty brown hair.
But he's still fucking sleeping.
At this point, my anxiety clusters my mind thinking he is dead.
I mean, after sex? Jesus Christ.
"Hey?." As I lightly patted his head.
"You alive?" I added again.
He wakes up with a "Mhm"
He slowly opened his light brown eyes, it's like looking at a perfectly-made cup of black coffee.
He scratches his head and eyes.
"Good morningfssk..." He said, in a frisky just-woke-up cute voice.
He smiles.
"Hey," I smile back.
"Did it end like you wanted?" He asks and laughs.
"Yeah," I laugh back.
We stared at each other as I gently kissed his forehead, then to his nose, then to his pouty lips.
He raises an eyebrow and slowing standing up, "wait, what's the time?" He asks
"It's..." I look at my Minnie Mouse clock, "it's 7:40 something." I replied.
"Oh," feeling relieved about something, he lays back on my bead.
"Why? Do you have plans later?" I ask curiously.
"Yeah... We're going back to Mike's later, this lunch." He replies with my pillow on his head.
I was confused.
"What... Are you gonna do there?" I ask gently.
He pauses first, before answering, "Just something, me and Iane will be there though."
I honestly don't have any idea what the three of them do anymore. Sometimes, he'll just casually say that he's gonna meet with Mike today or, "sorry I gotta go," and it's a bit frustrating, but how can I ever say 'no, don't' to this cute boy.
"A-alright..." I steadily replied.
There was silence.
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SKAM Philippines: A Fanmade Remake
Fanfiction*Inspired by SKAM Norway and Official Remakes* The story of four Filipino students struggling to solve the social disputes that society has judged them for. From rumours, to losing friendships, and religion to sexuality. - DISCLAIMER - *I do...