5.22 Sweet Dreams

Kai didn't leave after dinner and he didn't leave either when the sun fully set into the horizon and the light gradually faded from the sky. Terra stared at him in confusion. Until when would he stay here? 

So far, he had been comfortable with Kai's presence in his room. The sentinel was mostly silent, doing something on his phone whilst Terra would secretly sketch his side profile, focusing heavily on the rendering of his eyes and his thick eyelashes; the way it lowered in concentration, the way the color shifted against the light. It had been fun, meditative even. Their breathing and the crayon running across paper were the only sounds reverberated in the room. Kai had been a very enjoyable company, but Terra had no idea how he would react if this kept on any longer, especially when his lips were still tingling from their kiss and body still felt too tight in his own skin.