Kiss

George POV

4 weeks have been passed.

I and Andrei become so close to one another. We texted and call almost every day. I am glad that we are friends. He helps me a lot and recently, he helps me sell my car and find a cheaper car. He still doesn't know that I'm pregnant. Well, I don't have the intention to tell him. I'm contented with our friendship. He will come to visit and he promises to cook me dinner. He said tonight he doesn't have work. I enjoyed his company a lot.

Maybe because my unborn child telling me so and as it grows, his/her demands seeing his father becoming so extreme. The clothes that I let him borrowed and when he return it, I put in my bed and I smell it and it helps me to sleep and the cups, plates, and utensil he used while he is here, I didn't wash it and I let it rot in my room.

I think I'm a freak weird pregnant man. I explain it to my doctor and he just said that it normal for pregnant to have weird taste. But she advises that it is not good for me to have rotten things with me. Even though I hate it, I priorities my unborn child more than anything else. I throw the things before they become rots.

This pregnancy is getting weirder every day. If I didn't do it, my mood swings getting worst. The last time when he was here, all my eyes are on his candy wraps on the table but when he leaves, he put them back in his pocket. I was devastated at that time. I was throwing anything that I caught in my hand. I was really mad at that time. So, when I caught something in my eyes that I want that he used, I steal it from him and I've become so great at stealing his things. So that's why my room is full of Andrei things or let say Andrei trash. But being pregnant, I consider this my valuable thing.

I hear a doorbell ring, he is here. I open the door and let him enter.

"I brought groceries and a bottle of wine." He was happy to show it to me. He went to my kitchen. He started cooking, I just looking at him. He was so shy and blushing. 

"I'll just go take a bath and help yourself," I said and went to the bathroom. After the shower, I go back and help Andrei set the table. He made this so appetizing steak. He pours me wine in my glass. 

" I can't drink..." I refuse him and he pouts as if he is a cute little dog. I can't reject his offer and he has no idea I'm not allowed to drink.

"Just a little." I take a sip of the wine. I enjoy the stories he shares about the Elite hotel. I found out that he almost lives at the hotel all his life. He was an orphan but he has a very happy childhood with his childhood friend Marco. As if he has no sad experience at all besides his parent's death.

 After we eat, he both wash our dishes and I invited him to watch movies in the living room. He watched Avenger: End game. I was not really into this movie, we sat beside the couch. He shivers and he was not focusing on the movie but keeps glancing at me. He was so adorable stealing a glance at me. I moved closer to him, straighten up and place my head on his shoulder. I can hear his heart pounding so loud. It calms me so much. His smell helps me relax and I can't help it to stare at his face. I look up and he looks back at me.

 It was so a magnificent moment, our eyes meet which tells a thousand words. If he kisses me, I will let him kiss me. He caresses my face and I close my eyes feeling the warmth of his hand. And It was magical, he kissed my lips as light as a feather. I kissed him back and I want more. I'm horny. Then after the kiss, we felt the awkwardness. I redden and feeling hot. We can't have sex, it will ruin our friendship, but my hormones telling me to forget the friendship and just had sex. Urgh! I'm turned on. I need to clear my mind. I stood up and went to the bathroom to calm my boner. I can't let him see me, that sexually aroused. I knew he had a perplexed look. I masturbate in the bathroom and after I've done, I get back to the living room but he already left. Leaving a message,

"I'm so sorry... I knew you are mad about what I did. I'll repent my sin to you. I'm sorry.  Andrei"

AH! I slammed my face with my two hands. My hormones are at fault for all of this.

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