Miss Jenner -KJxYN-

9. Maybe Not

Kendall's POV:

I woke up on Y/N's bare chest. I still couldn't believe what happened last night. I layed on him, just remembering last night's events until he slowly started to shift in his sleep. I looked up at him as his eyes slowly fluttered open. He looked shocked to see me first but then slowly smiled and held my waist. I slowly sat up and straddled his chest, "Morning", he said in a raspy voice with a smirk. I replied and slowly bent down to kiss him. We made out for a while and then I got up to take a shower.

When I came out, the bed was neatly made and Y/N was nowhere to be seen. I towel dried my hair and went downstairs, still looking for Y/N. I found him in the kitchen, wearing only boxers and a pair of gray sweatpants. My sweatpants. They were a little short on him but still fit. I walked behind and pulled the waistband of his ck boxers, making my presence known. He looked behind and smiled, "I'm making pancakes". I was about to look but remembered the little dots on them and instead I wrapped my arms around his waist and buried my face in his back. "Oh Ken, I'm wearing your sweatpants"

"Mhm they look good", I said chuckling. I kissed his shoulder then went to get two plates and the syrup and placed them on the counter. We sat down together and ate our pancakes in a comfortable silence. Y/N put the plates in the dishwasher and before I could walk out the kitchen I felt his fingers around my wrist. He turned me around, and picked me up and put me on the counter. We had our foreheads leaning together and I felt his damp hair against my skin. He smelt like the girly body wash in the guest bathroom, making me laugh.

"What"

"Nothing", I laughed again and slowly pressed my lips against him. He soon deepened the kiss, making me moan slowly. He began moving to jawline, took off my oversized sweatshirt then eventually down to my neck and my chest. I slowly layed down on the cold kitchen counter, feeling myself get wetter with every second that passed. He was kissing down the stomach when the door bell rang. He quickly stopped and pulled me up. I gestured for him to give me my sweatshirt, I slipped it on and the doorbell rang again. "Y/N you need to hide, go upstairs". Oh fuck. I began panicking a little and quickly went to the door, adjusted my hair and slowly opened the door.

"Ayo whats up baby girl?", it was my ex. He let himself in and pulled me in for a hug. "Hey aren't you excited to see me? Flacko here now baby. I thought we should go get dinner today".

I looked up in time to see Y/N walking off, looking pissed. "Rakim you need to go, like now".

"I just got here. What's the problem? Ayo look I mixed and recorded some stuff myself, I thought maybe I'll put it up on YouTube or something, maybe I'll get famous", he said laughing. 

"Rakim look just go. We're not together anymore, where the fuck are your whores now? Go join them". After some back and and forth he finally left and I quickly ran upstairs to find Y/N. I looked everywhere but couldn't spot him. His shoes were gone and my bedroom window was open. I realized he must have jumped the fuck out and left, I was walking to lay down on my bed feeling miserable when I saw his shirt under the bed. He probably couldn't find it and therefore had to go without one, also it was fucking cold outside. I felt horrible. I pulled off my sweatshirt and put his on then I fell asleep and dreamt about him.