Being saved at last

Why do I care?

So, left ya with something to think about, cause honestly idfk what's wrong with him. I think of it as I write, so it's pretty fun to see what happens next, and see your reactions to it. Obviously they will sometimes be ooc because it's a separate anon where they had never met before. Anyway, I love when you tell me about how you feel during certain situations, so feel free to voice your opinions with what is going on during the story! I love to get feedback, or for you to tell me what you want me to write, bc I might consider it. Enough ranting, took up 111 words//

I stood up and placed my plate gently into the sink, and thought about what might have happened last night that upset him. Well, not exactly upset him, because he isn't yelling at me or anything. Something that hurt him? I did tell him not to touch me last night.... but it wasn't like that had meant anything to him. Right......?

He was sitting on a small couch, a two seater. I don't know why I even care about how he feels. He sigh and take a deep breath, and walk behind the chair. He doesn't seem to notice at all, so I took a deep breath and casually sat next to him. He was reading a book, and I saw his eyes slightly lift up to look at me.

He didn't say anything, so I laid my head on his shoulder. I saw slight blush spread on his face, but this time he didn't look up. I don't know why I feel so bad for him. Maybe he really isn't like all the others. Maybe.......I shouldn't be scared to love him. I immediately sit up and shake these thoughts out my head.

This surprises him, and he lowers the book. "What is it?" He asked with a slightly concerned face. I feel a bit of sympathy for him so I sigh. "Nothing" is all I state. His eyes go soft for a minute, and he settles back down. "Tell me when your ready" he says in a gentle voice.

I think.....he is different.