>>9971962A real human BEAN? Black or pinto? U3U
>>9971977He pauses simply staring at me in shock then blushes bright red before looking back to the tv.
"....about Agincort..." he murmurs.
"Damn I fucked this up." I think to myself making my way back to the kitchen bottle in hand explaining how english longbows can't pierce steel breastplates. The conversation is shallow and short jumping to more conversations. I linger in the kitchen on my phone. Blank screen. I'm able to use the reflection to look back at him. To my surprise I see him staring right back at me. His eyes in my phone pierce my soul and ignite a fire in my heart. The memories of years of turmoil from distance come sweeping back. The time he ran off. The time he cheated. Him lying about it. Me running off. Me being a coward. All of it pulses through every fiber of my being. A constant reminder of the emotional scars I have for him. Pushing it down I pocket my phone and make another drink. No chasers. No mixers.
Sitting back down next to him I try to get settled in to watch the news with him. Enjoy the simplicity of having my friend here with me. I guess he had other plans though because he put his head in my lap. His head was so warm and being this close as weird as it sounds I could smell him. He smelled amazing. Like paint thinner and cheap cologne mixed with transmission fluid. It encapsulated me enough to have to smell my drink just to get by. I spent about a minute running my fingers through his hair. Not a single knot.
When I look down at him I guess I was a little more trashed than I thought and showed too much of my amorousness.
"Would you hold me for a while Normie?" He asks confidently.
I oblige and reposition myself to let him lie between my legs. His head resting on my chest is welcomed by my arms over his shoulders embracing his warmth into me. He wraps his arms with mine and interlaces his fingers into mine pulling me in closer.
A brief pause before he suddenly jerks away.
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