A/N: This is the only chapter I’m লেখা in 1st P.O.V. also this is the first time লেখা in this P.O.V. so ‘cuse me while I cry in the corner. Also in this chapter, there are স্ল্যাশ (male/male) themes and loads of profanity. Lies, but he does curse every now and then. দ্বারা the way, please let me know how well অথবা badly I did on my first attempt! Thank আপনি and enjoy Kol’s worst (?) night ever, Sugarcube~
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It was a quarter passed 6 and like time, this situation was seriously ticking itself right into the this-is-fucking-awkward-and-I-just-want-this-to-end box. Naturally, it has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I’m sitting in on some velvet red Grecian পালঙ্ক in a dusty Victorian rip-off office alone with this guy, who’s nearly naked দ্বারা the way, passed out and sleeping on শীর্ষ of me like we’re spooning অথবা some crap. Have I mentioned that he was in his black (oh god, I can’t believe I know this) boxer-briefs? Certainty, none of that has anything to do with it. Okay, I’m a lying this has everything to do with this and I am freaking the fuck out. Please forgive me. Also, pardon my German অথবা was it French? That doesn’t matter now! I blame all of this on that lady in head. Damn, that just made me sound like a whack-o.

To be honest, I can’t even convince myself why I even listen to her. Maybe because she had that cutthroat edge to her voice like Karra that made me run for the hills অথবা was it my undying need to please all the ladies? Shrugging at my distress, I accidentally rouse; damn wrong word, wrong word! Startle (better) Vash a little, however to my luck he only shifted a little yet to my karma he somehow manage to adjust his body just right to make this state of embarrassment take a whole new level: Socially awkward কচ্ছপ status. What do I mean দ্বারা that? Let’s put this way, there’s this কচ্ছপ trying to কনভার্স with this bodacious bunny and this bunny was just being all playful and আবর্জনা which made the কচ্ছপ get all chock up and flip over on it’s shell. That কচ্ছপ just lay there, being all কচ্ছপ like and embarrassing itself while trying to flip itself over only to fail in every way imaginable. Just like Clay Aiken’s সঙ্গীত career.

Sucking in air at my, might I add beautiful, metaphor I caught something sweet in the air. Exhaling now I began to take a look around at the amazing display of বই and I realize, dust does not do আরো than make a person sneeze so that was rule out. Before figuring out where the scent was coming from, I tense up when Vash began to সরানো a little. His fingers were curling up on my chest and his hair was tickling underneath the nape of chin.

“Super...” He was muttering something; pulling my head from the armrest to get a better hear, instead I took a whiff of the scent again. It was Vash he was the one who giving it off. Damn for a guy, he smelled like a girl. Actually now that I think about it, Vash could easily pass off as a girl. Pulling off my cape, I embark on the পরবর্তি task at hand: Investigating Vash!

Vash was only a few months older than me, yet his chest was smaller than mine and his skin is just like… Damn, I can touch it all দিন and still get all giddy. Brushing aside strands of green from his face, my thumb lightly pushed down the smooth, sleek flesh then it just pops right back into place. I’m starting to doubt he was even a guy; I never meet a guy with that rosy hue to his lips that natural perks out and those long eyelashes that curl up at the ends… My God, what am I doing? A guy should not be checking out another guy no matter how much the other guy look and had a body of a girl. Yet, yet… I couldn’t help it! Vash have that arc on his lower back that leads right up to his hips and the way he was wind his limbs out on শীর্ষ of me, so exposed and innocent it makes me want to violate him and watch him just loose himself. Honestly, I’m shock not to see any bite marks on him. If I were his boyfriend, I would leave marks all over him to warn off any on lookers because they know: Vash belongs to Kol. Wait a minute….

Slapping my forehead, I try to get the picture out of head. Vash as my boyfriend?! No way man, how can he fall for a tool like me? আরো importantly, am I considering myself gay? Ugh. Again, I slap myself and readjusted my weight underneath him. Vash kept sleeping like a baby, and I wouldn’t blame him. Yanking my cape off from the floor to give him a blanket (more like to keep me from staring). I tried my best to avoid the dried up blood circling the gash where his wings use to be.

“Rip it off.”

Sighing, I began to relive that moment. Vash, his eyes were lifeless. It must’ve been all that pain, that pain just sucked away all hope and joy replacing it with venom. It just doesn’t suite him, fuck no! I slammed my fist onto the পালঙ্ক in frustration. I know I hardly know him, but he doesn’t deserve that pain. He deserves to be protected. Unlike CA-- No I am not bringing that up.

Suddenly, the chair retaliated against us. The legs snapped causing both of us to slam to the floor still on the couch.

“Huh?” Vash jerked his head up as soon as we landed. I froze, hoping he doesn’t see me. Vash groggily twist and turn his neck with his eyes still have opened. Fuck. “My হৃদয় starts singin’ and my feet…” Vash was sheepishly গান গাওয়া a song, nothing I ever heard of but it had a nice দোল to it. He sat up, his inner thighs pressing against my own and Vash was yawning while he rubbed his eye. “Do the swingin’…” Vash stretched his body out like a cat with his arms above his head. I couldn’t pull away from him, Vash amber skin infront of me and just like that it crash back down. He dropped down, pushing me to side but kept my left arm as a pillow. “Gimme some rhythm… daddy.”

Instantly I sucked in air, he just purred. How come I feel like he was teasing me? Snuggling up to me, looping his slender arms underneath my own pulling me close. I slide my arm over him. Carefully, I place my arm on the Vash’s side, he seem so fragile. I’m scared I might crush him underneath my grip. I have snapped a back before, which is why Robin hates, giving me, hugs.

The time ticked 7 and this situation হারিয়ে গেছে the touch of anxiety. I leaned in, shoving his body against mine. I never held someone, a guy for that matter like this. To be honest, after tonight I don’t think I would ever hold someone like this without comparing them to him. Heh...

I blame Vash for well, being him...

After আরো gazes filled with iinfatuation, Kol subdue himself into dream felt night. However, it was the পরবর্তি morning that felt less like a dream and আরো like a nightmare.