Dalrien

That Photo

Monday, February 27
(Not my photos)that's also not the photo Dalton has)

  "I'm not gonna let you win this time..!"

  "Pff...As if I need you to let me win!" Dalton countered.

  Right now Dalton and I are playing a game called "Mortal Kombat X." I'm playing as a character called Sub-Zero. Dalton plays a character called Erron Black. I'm currently losing, but I won't accept defeat! Though...How exactly do I win against Dalton? Every time I look at him for some sort of weakness, I get distracted by his face! There have been rare occasions that I've won, but as I said 'rare.'

"Fatality." I finally zoned back in, forgot to play, and lost. "What? Noo!" I sat there depressed about it.

"I'm gonna get a drink. Want anything?" Dalton asked with a cheeky smile.

"Huh? Oh! I want a Pepsi please." I spoke. Dalton nodded and headed downstairs.
'Sigh, I'll never win against him...' As I looked around, I noticed the picture frames on the dresser. There were a lot of pictures of us together. That made me smile, but there was one picture turned over. I went to go pick it up...

"Hey! I got your drink!" I jumped and dropped the picture. It fell and hit the dresser before hitting the carpet floor. Mierda. We both know the glass shattered. I ruined his photo. I still haven't even seen it. I panic as I look down at the floor. Seeing the Glass, It broke me. I thought Dalton would be mad.

"I-I'm s-so sorry.." I started to try and pick up the glass. I kept picking up the glass even when it cut my hand. I just need to get the glass up.

"Hey! Stop! Your hurt! I'll go get the vacuum cleaner. Please put down the glass." Dalton started to panic seeing me bleeding. He got the vacuum cleaner and started to get the glass up as much as he could. "Are you okay?" He asked. I just stayed quiet and nodded my head. He picked up the photo and seemed to hide it from me. "We should bandage your hand." Dalton seemed worried. He made me sit on the bed as he went to go get a bandage. Sigh. I made him worry...but at least he wasn't mad at me. He came back and wrapped my hand.

"Again. I'm sorry." I spoke quietly. I kept my head down to avoid eye-contact. I don't know what to do now.

"It's Alright. Anyway Does your hand hurt? You were bleeding." Dalton seemed a bit concerned. I shook my head no. I ruined the atmosphere. I should have stayed sitting down. "Want your drink now?" Dalton asked.

"Sure." I looked up a bit and Dalton seemed to look straight into my eyes. It's different than other people. It's warm and calming. Ah. God. I started to stare at him. I must stop before I start blushing. Dalton brought me my drink and as I reached for it, we touched hands. Yes, it's not something one would freak over but it's Dalton. I kinda...love him. Ahem, I might've dug my own grave. The blushing thing...I can tell my face must be flushed. I'm happy Dalton is distracted, a little time after we touched hands, Dalton turned his head. Anyway, Dalton turned on the tv and began to watch. I, on the other hand, got up to clear my head.  Sigh, Sometimes I wonder if I'm actually Idiot. I need to learn how to control my blushing. I set myself on the couch to calm down. Then I wondered..it's about time for lunch. Dalton's mom is currently doing her weekend job. My mother should be drinking with her friend, Greg. I wish she would stop. Anyway, I found myself in the kitchen. 

  "I'll just make Lunch for us. I should save some for Chanda and Davis." I spoke to myself. Davis, Dalton's father. I don't see him much, due to his work as a Physician Assistant, he works late nights.  Now I wonder what would Dalton like to eat? I know he likes food to be on the softer side as I like it spicy. Well, judging on the food they have in the fridge, a turkey sandwich. Haha, I guess Chanda still needs to go shopping. Well now that I think about...I need to go shopping as well! My sister is gonna come by soon. I can't wait to see her!

  "Heyo. Whatcha doin?" Dalton suddenly appeared from behind me. I was startled, Nearly dropping the turkey.  I glare at Dalton for almost making me almost drop the Turkey. He looked at me with a stupid face. "What?" He was confused, but all I did was laugh at him. 

  "Ahem. I am making a sandwich, Do you want one?" I asked as I looked for the Mayo. Dalton nodded as his stomach proceeded to growl. I smiled. I fixed our sandwiches and we went back to his room to watch tv. I honestly love Saturdays. I love spending time with Dalton. If he wasn't here I don't know what would have happened. 

Sometime Later  

  "Adrien." I hear someone calling my name. I don't want to get up though. I'm comfortable. "Adrien! Stop..Wake up!" It's Dalton's voice. I opened my eyes and well.. let's say my fist has met Dalton's face. "Good Morning," Dalton said still holding that cheeky grin. I apologized but he simply laughed it off. I couldn't help, but joining him. 

  "Well Alright. I think I should go home now. Thanks for letting me stay over." I began to stand up. 
 
  "You know, you can stay over whenever My family really doesn't mind." He said reassuring me. I just smiled at him. I really do love him. 

Sorry