We had to get into pairs.. we only really knew each other, but in the place that we left our relationship, we thought it best to not approach each other. He and I both ended up being the only two without a partner so they paired us together.. yay.
"This ok?" I asked him, speaking of the TV channel.
He looked up briefly from what he was going on his phone, seeing the HGTV channel and just simply going, "Mmm."
I rolled my eyes and climbed up in the hotel bed. We had to share, it was part of the rules. The TV played as background noise while I was on my phone sitting criss-cross in my pajamas.
He and I sat on the bed, on our phones, TV still on, for about 40 more minutes. I put down my phone and cut off the TV. I rolled onto my side, facing away from him. I turned off the bedside lamp and pulled the blanket closer to me.
His phone light illuminating the room made it incredibly difficult to sleep. I was just about to roll over and say something but then, as if on cue, he turned off his phone and set it down on the nightstand.
He got up off the bed so I turned my head to see what he was doing. He slipped off his jeans, being left in his boxers. His hands slipped up and removed his shirt, revealing a fit, semi-toned chest.
It looked more defined than the last time I saw it. He had those blessed beauty marks sprinkling his chest too.. my eyes were glued to him but I couldn't let him know that. Through a lot of self-discipline I tore my eyes off him and flipped back on my side. He got comfortable and finally settled in.
With peace and quiet finally in my grasp, I took the chance and was out like a light. He stayed up a bit later.
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RandomThis is what I write when I'm feeling particularly lonely at night. No specified gender so they could be imagines but idk.. just need a place to put these. They aren't connected unless stated. Kinda dark sometimes because that's how my brain is. The...
