"I'm sorry I ghosted you." Prem exhaled his eyes and voice filled with remorse.
"It's okay, no need to apologize, um..." Boun paused, uncertain if he should ask what had been plaguing his mind for almost two months now, but he mustered up the courage to ask anyway, "Did I do something wrong that night?"
"No, you didn't do anything wrong, in fact you did everything right, too right actually," Prem nervously laughed, "It's just...you may not believe me, but I've never done anything like that before, having sex with someone the first night of meeting them." He trailed off shaking his head.
"You didn't want me to get the wrong impression of you?" Boun surmised; Prem nodded shyly. "That sort of thing doesn't matter to me, I'm not judgmental." In all honesty Boun hadn't been able to get Prem off his mind since that night. He cursed himself for being such a heavy sleeper. Had he caught Prem trying to sneak off, he would've done everything to convince him to stay.
"Neither am I." Prem replied.
The two sat in awkward silence before Boun spoke again,
"So...how have you been?"
"How have I been?" Prem took a huge gulp of his water. "How have I been?" He repeated once more. "I've been...okay I guess and um...pregnant. You're the father."
"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck.
"I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me.
"What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin.
"Who cares."
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Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things.
- YOP