The Daredevil and His Angel

Chapter 6: Introductions

Wattson
    "Natalie," I hear Octavio say in a singsong voice, "Its time to wake up, hermosa" I cringe in response, I just wanna lay here in my nice, warm bed forever.

    "5 more minutes," I groan and bury my face back into Octavio's chest. Wait a second, Octy's chest?!

    My eyes quickly widen and I look up to see his bare face smiling at me. Oh my gosh, last night wasn't a dream! I really did make a fool of myself! My face flushes and I try to sit up, but his arms wrapped around me prevents any movement. I squirm a bit, trying to break free which causes him to chuckle.

    "Trying to escape from me? Just a second ago you wanted to stay in bed, what changed?" Octavio smirks and I immediately hide my face in my hands,

    "W-what? Escape?  I would never," I stutter, trying to come up with an excuse. "I just realized how right you are, we do need to get up." I wiggle some more and he finally lets me go.

    "Mhm, if you say so," he rolls his eyes and sits up. I uncover us and scoot over to sit next to him on the edge of the mattress while he puts his legs on.

    "What times is it?" I ask.

    "Son las siete y media de la manaña," he responds in his native tongue. I simply stare at him confused before deciding to reach over for my phone laying next to my side of the bed. I turn it on and look at the clock, 7:30 AM.

    "Ugh, why did you wake me up so early," I whine and he laughs.

    "Because it's-," Octavio looks at me and stops mid-sentence. I see his body stiffen as he stares at me with wide eyes. His face turns completely red while scanning my body up and down.

    "Octy? What's wrong?" I ask.

"Oh trust me, nothing is wrong, hermosa. Just admiring the view," he stands up and looks down at me, "Nice outfit by the way." He shoots me a wink and walks out of my room. His compliment leaves me puzzled. I don't have anything special on, I'm just wearing my... oh no.
    I look at my clothes and blush madly once I realize what Octavio was referring to. All I'm wearing is a oversized shirt and underwear, this is completely humiliating. We shared a bed last night and I was wearing this, he must've felt so awkward!

    I quickly slip on a pair of sports shorts and awkwardly walk out to the kitchen for breakfast. A wide smile spreads across my face once I see Octy cooking something on the stove. He looks so focused while doing so and I decide to take a moment to really study his facial features now that we aren't in the dark.

    He has nice, tan skin and his fluffy hair was a really dark brown that was almost black. The tips of it are dyed a bright green which appears to be his signature color. His chiseled jawline and slight stubble makes my heart race when I look at him, but what really draws me in his beautiful amber eyes.

I believe you can tell a lot about a person by just looking into their eyes, and as far as I can tell, Octavio really is a kind man who means everything he promises me. He has a certain spark in his eyes that really draws me in, although, I can also see he is also hiding a lot of pain. It's no wonder after what he told me last, nobody should have to go through what he has, especially at such a young age. I continue to admire him for a bit until he makes eye contact and smirks.

    "Are you going to sit down and eat or are you just gonna keep staring me all day," he teases and I can feel my face heat up. He chuckles and sets a plate with a giant pancake on the peninsula. "I hope you like these, I don't usually cook, but I felt that today was a special occasion."
    "I'm sure these will be the best pancakes ever! They look amazing!" I smile and sit down on a stool. I quickly dig in while Octy sits on the stool next to me with his plate.