What Belongs to Me [COMPLETE]

Chapter 30 "Reclaim"

The morning sun shone bright filtering through the full length picture window of my unit, veering in the half closed clear sheer curtain, striking my eyelid with its heavenly light. I open my eyes with a firm curve on my cheek because I could feel that there was a hand wrapped around my waist pulling me softly and there is a hot sweet and manly air running at the back of my neck. I spanned myself to face Cizar while he was sleeping ravishingly still hugging me, the fine hair on his chest was shining and glowing because of the golden sunlight while I run my fingers on them. He grinned with eyes closed when I woke him up because of what I'm doing,

"What are you doing?" He said still eyes closed.

"Nothing, go back to sleep..."

"How can I sleep now when I'm completely aware that there is a handsome hot dude beside me? Seducing me." He giggled.

"Correction, who's seducing you?"

"You...? Am I wrong? Is there anybody here apart from us?"

"Do I need to do that? Mr. Cizar? Huh?" I pressed my lips to his bicep, he moaned lightly.

"Stop it Lheam..." he giggled kissing my hair.

"Let's have our breakfast." I said.

"Yeah, I'm so hungry because my energy was so drained last night." He said without really thinking. I hiccupped at the thought.

"Ahhh..." I sat up, "Come on, get up now." I said extending my hand to pull him up; he reached my hand and helped himself. We got off from my totally crumpled bedsheets, laughing while still naked with our boxer-briefs only. He was cooking and I was preparing our table, I went to him and inserted my hands on the side of his torso, skin to skin, warm and sticky.

"Owww..... So what do you call this now? Mr. Lheam...?" he said snickering.

"What? Nothing... I'm just putting this apron on you, the oil might pop and splatter on you." I hooked the apron on his hands and tied it in a ribbon at his back. We laughed and he turn-over to face me and rested his arms to my shoulder while my hands wrapped to his torso.

"Enough, our food will burn." I mumbled.

"It's your fault, guess what? If our food will burn, I'll eat something else..." I pinched his torso,

"What huh? Huh?" and we burst out in laughter.

We ate our breakfast on the terrace enjoying the breathtaking sight, the buildings below and the continuous busyness of the streets and highways, everything enveloped under the clear blue sky. After eating we bounced back to my bed on each other arms again, we just miss each other so much and if we could just stay on bed forever, we'll do it. We were staring at ourselves in the mirror on the ceiling; he was laying with his shoulder a bit leant onto the headboard and my head on his stomach laying sideward, feet hanging on the bed side. He was caressing my hair with his fingers, massaging my head gently when something was ringing disturbingly, 'oh it's my alarm clock' I thought. Because the sound was 'shape of you', 'but I'm not setting an alarm at nine a.m. in the morning' I thought again. I glanced at my side table and my alarm clock wasn't ringing, and then,

"Oh it's my phone." Cizar said.

"Ahh ok, you still love 'shape of you'? I asked him.

"Of course... eversince..." he said shyly.

"Who's calling you?" I asked, he reach his phone on the other side table, and he was silent.

"It's Sunny." He said, I pressed my lips firmly. And then he answered the call,