chapter 2

                              Grey p.o.v

I didn't understand what am I supposed to do with him. I didn't know his address or anything at all.

So, I did what all strangers do to others stranger while helping them.

Took him to thier house.

Yes, this is exactly how strangers help. Right? I'm a genius!.

No, I'm an idiot this is not what they do.

You don't take a drunk person into your house. What will I do when he'll wake up in the morning?

Tell him the truth, of course. And it's his fault, he should be the one who'd

Apologise to me for all the trouble he caused. 

So here I am. Placing his unconscious self on the couch. I should let him sleep here than in my bedroom. I don't want him making a fuss upon waking up on someone's else bed. It's not that cold here anyway, the heater is on.

His clothes stink of alcohol and vomit.

I just remove his coat, it better to let his further clothes on. It'll calm his nerves down later waking up. It's more of distress upon waking naked and in someone else house.

His face is not that flushed now. He has a warm face now. His cheeks are round slightly chubby, a soft button nose, small triangular eyes, black hairs and plump lips. His features are soft and screams a dangerous level of innocence.

He looks like the cute boy next door who's really nice to everyone.

I look away from his face, it's not decent behaviour to stare at a sleeping person.

I put the blanket on him and leaves the lights on of the living. By any chance, he wakes up in the middle of the night, it makes him less freak out than the darkness he might meet if I turned off the light.

I enter my room and crashes on my bed. I'm exhausted, it's a long day. I worked the whole day, made my assignment and then meet the troublemaker who is sleeping outside. Let's sleep for now, in the morning I've to investigate my drunk guest, I don't know why people drink so much if they can't tolerate it. I'll let slide to investigate him because he is sleeping adorably. He is a little handful but cute.

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                            Third p.o.v

Grey wakes up at the exact time, six in the morning without any alarm. He can wake up on his own now, he doesn't need an alarm though he sets it daily just in case. He thinks his body got used to waking on time daily. Discipline did that to you.

After getting ready, he takes his coat and bag which contains all the assignments he has to submit today and left his room. He checked everything twice, just in case he forgot anything to take. Disciplined people can also make mistakes, lazy bums weren't the only ones who forget frequently their things.

But one thing that he is definitely forgetting and that is the boy whom he brought last night. Grey left his room and come into the living room, that's when reality hits him.

The boy from last night sleeps peacefully on the couch. Oblivious to the world, and the trouble he caused, vomiting on road, running after a butterfly, asking for ice creams, now fighting with a pink panda over a pink-haired barbie in his dream.

Grey, on the other hand, struggling in his head as to what to do with him. He can't leave a stranger in his house. So, he decided to wait till he wakes up.

He assumed that the boy might be hungry from all the throwing up session he did last night. So, he decided to make some breakfast for him. Grey rarely eats breakfast at home and prefer it in his restaurant.

The passed out body stir and tossed in a few positions, opening his eyes he blinks in bright light. Nausea and hangover hit his head causing his veins to throb from a headache. His throat burns in discomfort from dehydration. The intoxicating smell on his tongue urges him to vomit.

He slowly sits up,  glossy eyes trying to focus on things around him. The unfamiliar surrounding confirms him that it's not his home or bedroom.

The sacred boy doesn't know what to do in this situation, waking up in someone's home sounds scandalous.

He searched for his phone in pockets, he found his coat on the coffee table, the phone is also beside it.

What time it is he pressed the on button but the phone is switched off. Mom will definitely kill me. His soul jumped within his body when he heard a voice.

"Its battery died last night." Grey, who noticed the boy waking up from the kitchen as the view of the living room is visible from there.

Grey hastily put all the food on the plate, he doesn't know why he is exhilarating but he wants to reach to the boy quickly.

The youth, who was wrapped in a bundle of sheets, hugs them around him tightly. His anxious gaze moves towards the kitchen, he doesn't know this place and he definitely doesn't know this person.

He kept his mouth shut, his head was already spinning and above that, he was on a strangers couch. He doesn't know what to say in this situation.

Grey doesn't take long to cover the way from the kitchen to the couch with the help of his long legs.

"Here, take this pill it'll help with the dizziness." Grey offers him a plate where a pill and glass of water is placed. He carefully watches the poor boy's condition, his eyes which don't know where to settle, hesitant hands which are gripping the sheets tightly. Grey didn't miss his any move, capturing everything.

Seeing the terrified look in his eyes, grey analyses that the boy is battling to himself and don't know what to do. So, he decided to make him at ease first.

"It looks like you don't remember anything, as expected." Grey plopped on the sofa beside the couch. He explained further.

"Before you misunderstood anything, I would like to lessen your worries. You called me last night, by dialling the wrong number."  The boy's face twists into shock and confusion. His soft gaze lands on grey, who already is looking at him. When he can't hold the eye contact with grey he looked down at his hands on the sheets. Grey's smile is imperceptible. Cute.

"You keep calling me some roo. I didn't comprehend anything and you also seems alone, vomiting and making a fuss in the night. I thought it'd bad if I just ignored you." The guilty boy flushes red in embarrassment.

"There is no other meaning to it. Also, there's was granny who took care of you till I reached there. And I didn't get a chance to ask your address because you passed out." Grey explained everything carefully.

"So, I took you to my place, The end. Here you are now." Grey takes a heavy breath.

The boy tried to take everything in. He wants to say sorry for all the trouble he caused to a total stranger.

"I..im sorry." His voice cracks due to dehydration causing his face to turn redder. He coughs feeling discomfort in his throat.

Grey offers him water.

"Here, drink this."

The water calming down his burning throat but the headache was still there.

Grey seems to understand his pain from his wincing and also offer him a pill.

"Take this pill it'll do some help." The boy in pain accepts the pill without any hesitation.

"Thank you."

"It's alright." Grey smiles to make the guest feel comfortable.

"I'm grey, by the way." Grey introduces himself confusing him for a second.

"My name is grey." He chuckled and hopes that the boy tells him his but he just nods.

"You are supposed to tell me yours now."

"Huh, ow yeah I'm sorry. It's yui, my name is yui."

Grey speaks the name in his head. It's short and simple. Yui thought that he also gets confused with the pronunciation as everyone else does.

"It's pronounced as u.e. people gets confused a lot with my name."

"O...kay i get it." Grey said.

"Oh here eat this, there's nothing much in the kitchen. Still, it'll calm your stomach."

Yui looked at the food and its stomach growls. He hugs the blanket, face burning red. His soft and timid aura taking over. Grey chuckled his name suits him.