I'm yours.

I was discharged two weeks back and I have to say, things are feeling pretty good. My wounds are healing pretty good, I almost don't feel pains as sharp as before and I can move freely now without wincing here and there. My parents helped me move to my new house while I was still in the hospital so here I am enjoying the duplex and all the space that comes with it.

My friendship with Gabe is back to a good place, he has been coming to my house more to hang out with me. I still feel though that he has some sort of animosity against Mal. Anytime he comes over and sees Mal, there's a little frown between his brows, signify his dislike for Mal. It probably didn't help that he also found out we were together. He found us cuddling one morning when he walked into my room, I forgot he was sleeping over that day and I was actually expecting disgust from him but he didn't even bat a lash my way. He directed all his anger at Mal who sadly couldn't care less what Gabe thought about him.

Later that day, we had a deep heart to heart conversation and I asked him how he felt about me been bi, he shrugged and said it was none of his business who I choose to fuck and that fucking a man is literally the tamest thing he expected from me. I then asked him why he was always ready to throw hands whenever he sees Mal, he said in not so many words that Mal was the cause of the bridge in our friendship a while back and he's finding it hard to get over it.

As much as I wanted them to get along, I couldn't force it. I know it's only a matter of time before Gabe gives up his grudge.

My parents and my sister have also been coming and going, to make sure I'm healing well, I think my sister suspects something going on between me and Mal, but she hasn't brought it up.. yet. And my parents are fully clueless about it. They still believe Mal is my very good friend who is really concerned about my health.

Mal on the other hand has honestly been the best. Since I got home, he has been practically glued to my side, rushing to get me whatever I need, spoiling me with cuddles and kisses. If I wasn't spoilt before, I definitely am now. Any small complaint has him running up and down to make sure I'm okay. All his actions just makes my heart so full with… warmth. Yes, I'm growing to care more and more about him. This thing between us might have started with our bodies, lust and physical attraction, now, I've become a lot more emotionally invested in us. I want him and not just physically too. I want everything about him, his thoughts, his dreams, his likes, dislikes. Every single thing about him.

I want to know what's like to date someone like him. These are the thoughts that has been on my mind for some days now. I've latched unto it and won't leave it until it becomes my reality.

I look to my phone for the time, it's few minutes past seven. I frown, he usually comes by two, what the hell is keeping him till this time. I quickly call him again and like before it goes unanswered.

This has been fucking happening for some the past three days. I don't know what to make of it. He's been coming to my house later and later than the last. I mean, he could be busy with work but wouldn't he have told me?

I haven't confronted him since this started because I didn't want him to feel I was trying to monopolize his time. But at least, he can shoot me a message to let me know he'll be late. I don't believe he's cheating on me- cheating? Oh God, I seriously need to get a grip on my self, we aren't even in an official relationship yet, but I know he's not seeing other people. Maybe he has a project he's working on.

I walk up to my bedroom and crashed on the bed.

I feel him walk in maybe hours, or it could be minutes later, I'm not even sure, I was kind of lost in my head. He goes to the bathroom to shower and change into one his pajamas that he kept here before coming to bed.

"hey baby." His deep voice does something weird to my stomach but I willed away the feeling, doing my best to ignore him when all I want to do is wrap myself around him.

He moves closer till he's practically plastered to my back. He shakes my shoulder lightly. "hey what's wrong?"

"where were you?"

"I was busy." He says before resting his head on my shoulder.

"At work?"

"no. It's something else." My heart warms a little because I know Mal never lies to me. It's one of the things I like best about him. I turn to face him. His handsome face drawing me in.

"so, what is it?" I ask. He watched my face a bit before sighing.

"I cant tell you T." and I know he won't. He's stubborn like that, if he wanted to, he'd say immediately I ask him.

I look at him as he watch me. "are you seeing other people?" I blurt out.

His brow scrunches. "what?" he asks looking baffled.

I sigh, I might as well get on with him. I don't think he is but maybe I need to clear the air. "are you seeing other people Mal?"

He scoffs. "where's this coming from?"

"I don't know. You've been staying out more and more this days, and it's not as if we've done anything sexual in a while so.." I shrug, letting him fill in the blank.

He laughs loudly. "what the fuck T?" he rearrange me on my back and he looks over me. "you think I'm seeing other people because we haven't had sex for some time now?" he run his fingers through my unruly hair that I have had the energy to weave. "you think this thing between us is purely physical? Is that what it is to you?"

I shake my head.

"So why do you think that I would want other people?" he place his lips on mine, not necessarily a kiss, more like he's feeling me, breathing me in. "I've been literally obsessed with you since the first day I set my eyes on you, and the first day I touched you, I was locked in." Kiss on my eyelids, nose, forehead. "there's no way in hell I'll want other people now or ever." He says softly.

My throat feels raw from all the emotions bubbling within me. But before I give in, I need to ask. "than why don't you even call or pick my calls?"

He looks guilty at that. "I'm sorry baby, I usually keep my phone silent, not wanting anything to pull me away from what I was doing. I'm sorry if it offended you." He says looking contrite.

Because I couldn't stay mad at him anymore, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull in in till we're literally nose to nose. "well, next time, if you know you'll stay out late, make sure you text me okay? So I'll know not to be worried."

"I promise I will." He says before kissing me fully, hungrily like a starved man. I miss this, I miss him owning my body, making me feel things I never thought were possible. I hold him tightly to me as I rut against him. The silk pajamas makes it easier to get off. My dick feels like iron between us and I also feel his against mine. I know he wouldn't let us go further since he's still scared of hurting me. My dick leaks like a fucking tap as I move greedily against him.

"Oh God Mal," I groan, feeling tingles all over my body as I feel orgasm rip it's way through me. He moves his hand down my body to press me closer as turns him lips to my neck, leaving brushes as he sucks on the flesh there.

"come for me baby." He commands and my body instantly obeys..

"Fuck" I moan loudly as my toes clench and my balls tightens as cum pumps out of my dick, wetting my pants. Jitters runs through me as my body settles after the intense orgasm. I lean up to kiss him, feeling immensely sated.