Part III
You couldn't think of anything to say to each other. You didn't need to, either. It was almost night, and you both were exhausted. When you finished my pizza, you came back and sat next to him on the couch. Within seconds, you were asleep.
When you woke up, it was almost midnight. That wasn't the only surprising thing either. When you woke up, you were still on the couch, and Kacchan's head was on your lap. He was sleeping peacefully. You couldn't help but notice how strikingly good looking he was, with his strong-set jaw and defined cheekbones. He looked vulnerable at that time, and cute.
Your hand automatically started stroking his spiky hair. He mumbled something, and then sat up. 'Wait, what just happened? ', he asked loudly. You chuckle and say he fell asleep on your lap. He went beet red. ' I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE OK! DON'T GIVE ME THAT LOOK! ', he said aggressively. You just laughed. His red face matched his eyes. 'What's the time anyway? ', he asked grouchily. You check the watch. 'It's like eleven pm. Wanna sleepover? ', you ask casually. He went, if possible, even redder. 'No, I'm getting out of this shithole. 'He walked to the front door and opened it. It was raining. How convenient.
'Guess I'll have to stay here anyway. NOT THAT I CAN'T GO HOME OR ANYTHING, SO DON'T YOU DARE LOOK DOWN ON ME. Ugh, this sucks. ',he sighed. You raise your eyebrows. 'We'll have to sleep in my room, you know. My mom will be home and I don't think she'll like a boy sleeping on the couch. Or me, for that matter. ', you add hastily.
You didn't know why. He was just so cute at that moment, and you wanted to be near him for as much time as possible. 'Well damn. Whatever. Lead the way. ', he drawled. You walk upstairs, blushing as much as he is. You go into your room. Without sparing a glance at it, Kacchan says, ' Well, where the hell do I sleep?' Blushing deeper, you say, 'You'll have to sleep on the bed- ',you clear your throat, '-with me.' Kacchan raised an eyebrow, then smirked. 'Alright, let's see how this goes.' You could see a mischievous grin on his face. You wonder what he meant by that. Kacchan was not the flirty type. Pretty much the opposite, really. 'My legs hurt. I can't fall asleep like this. ', he complains. Your face brightens up. 'I can help you! ', you say happily.
Your hand automatically started stroking his spiky hair. He mumbled something, and then sat up. 'Wait, what just happened? ', he asked loudly. You chuckle and say he fell asleep on your lap. He went beet red. ' I DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE OK! DON'T GIVE ME THAT LOOK! ', he said aggressively. You just laughed. His red face matched his eyes. 'What's the time anyway? ', he asked grouchily. You check the watch. 'It's like eleven pm. Wanna sleepover? ', you ask casually. He went, if possible, even redder. 'No, I'm getting out of this shithole. 'He walked to the front door and opened it. It was raining. How convenient.
'Guess I'll have to stay here anyway. NOT THAT I CAN'T GO HOME OR ANYTHING, SO DON'T YOU DARE LOOK DOWN ON ME. Ugh, this sucks. ',he sighed. You raise your eyebrows. 'We'll have to sleep in my room, you know. My mom will be home and I don't think she'll like a boy sleeping on the couch. Or me, for that matter. ', you add hastily.
You didn't know why. He was just so cute at that moment, and you wanted to be near him for as much time as possible. 'Well damn. Whatever. Lead the way. ', he drawled. You walk upstairs, blushing as much as he is. You go into your room. Without sparing a glance at it, Kacchan says, ' Well, where the hell do I sleep?' Blushing deeper, you say, 'You'll have to sleep on the bed- ',you clear your throat, '-with me.' Kacchan raised an eyebrow, then smirked. 'Alright, let's see how this goes.' You could see a mischievous grin on his face. You wonder what he meant by that. Kacchan was not the flirty type. Pretty much the opposite, really. 'My legs hurt. I can't fall asleep like this. ', he complains. Your face brightens up. 'I can help you! ', you say happily.
To Be Continued...
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