Always Remember Us This Way | Klapollo

8.

When Apollo opens his eyes, everything around is unfamiliar. His first instinct is to freak out, to maybe call out and see if anyone would respond. That is, until he saw Klavier next to him.

He breathed a sigh of pure relief. He forgot that he had stayed here overnight, he surprisingly slept pretty well for someone who never really found it easy to do so in a place he wasn't used to.

Klavier's eyes were still shut, and Apollo could have sworn it looked like he was caught up in a dream. He wondered what it could be. About him, perhaps? About music? It looked as though it was happy.

He rose slowly, as though the smallest movement would cause the blonde to wake up. For a moment, he felt himself wishing that this could be his life, that it was just this simple. Waking up next to Klavier, with a smile, knowing that they were truly and completely happy with each other.

He knew thoughts like these weren't really warranted until later in a relationship, but he couldn't help it. Things felt different with Klavier. At least, he hoped they would be. He was a daydreamer, that much was for sure. He had hopes that things would be beautiful, but he also had worries deep down that the opposite would happen.

Klavier grumbled in his sleep, turning around abruptly.

"Klavier?" Apollo asked gently, to which he got another grumble in response. Was he awake? Was he asleep? Was he halfway there? He supposed he wouldn't bother him anymore to find out.

He stayed on his phone for a bit, now knowing what else to do. Would it be rude to just leave? He would have to get a ride, likely from Klavier's driver, and it would be weird to just dip without Klavier.

He checked for any messages from his mother. Surprisingly, none. He wondered if she was worried at all. She usually showed it, and got herself worked up constantly. He wondered what the occasion was this time. Was something going on at home? Did she forget? Was she just simply easing up? He wasn't going to stress about it.

His friends had texted, though. Gushing about the video that had surfaced of him singing. Talking about how amazing he was. He wondered what they would think if he wasn't their friend. He hadn't watched the video himself, and he didn't plan to. He hated seeing himself sing, he couldn't even handle seeing photos of himself. That was the one thing he could say he didn't like about being around Klavier. He had no idea how that man operated normally with eyes on him constantly.

It was worth it, though. It didn't make it any less irritating, but at least it was rewarding in some way.

He smiled down at Klavier once more. Hopefully he would be up soon, and they could get the rest of their day figured out.

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Smitten. That was the only word to describe what Apollo was feeling when it came to Klavier. There was absolutely no other explanation.

It was childish, but it was the first time he had felt this in awhile. He had only really been in one other serious relationship along with a few short lived things, he didn't really open himself to many people, his love life was a disaster. He had just given up on it, even if his friends had assured the right person would come his way and that he shouldn't stress about it.

It was ridiculous, but he couldn't help it. It couldn't be that pathetic and childish considering that he had nearly slept with the man last night and ended up in the same bed, Klavier obviously had to share some of the feeling. At least that's what he hoped.

He contemplated lying back down, sleeping for a bit more, but ultimately decided against it. Klavier would be up soon.

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