JUSTIN'S POV
Just listen, just listen, just listen.
Ken and I are on our way to his condo. We're almost there. I'm almost there too... I'm about to explode. This drunk has been flirting with me for a while now.
Is he rubbing my thighs? How shameless! He's grateful... grrr!
Just a little more, Jah. Just a little more.
I drove my car even faster. Maybe I'll drive something else later. Joke.
After 5 minutes.
Finally, we're here. I immediately unbuckled my seat belt as well as Ken's and helped him out of my car.
It's a good thing it's early in the morning so there aren't many people in the lobby. It's difficult, it's dangerous. This Ken is so fidgety. He was rubbing my abs while I was supporting him. I'll leave you there. You're a lucky man.
11, 12, 13...
We finally reached the 13th floor.
070798.
That's the password for his unit. He said because his birthday is my password, his birthday is my password to be fair. I don't know about you, Ken.
When the door to his unit opened, I immediately helped him into his room and laid him on his bed. I was about to stand up when I felt him pull my stomach closer to him and then hug me. He also tied his leg to mine. I felt him pressing his head against my shoulder. I could feel his heavy breathing on the back of my neck. I was weak, just...
Justin, this isn't the right time to be weak, to be fragile.
I immediately removed his arm and leg from my body and tried to get out of Ken's embrace. When I stood up and was about to leave, he grabbed my wrist.
"Jah, just stay here. Don't leave me."
Ken, it is necessary..
I tried to remove his hand that was holding me but he didn't budge. Instead of getting away, the two of us only got closer. While I was struggling earlier, he pulled me towards him. I was now on top of him looking into his eyes. His eyes were so beautiful, they seemed to be talking. I was drowning and I didn't know how to get out.
"Jah..." I turned back to the scene when he suddenly spoke. I looked away from his captivating eyes.
"Hmmm?"That's the only thing that comes out of my mouth, which now seems to be drying up. I'm having trouble breathing.
"Can I kiss you?"
Shit. I can't answer. I don't want to answer. I won't answer.
We remained in the same position. No one moved, no one spoke. Silence fell between the two of us—a silence that he broke a few minutes later.
"S-sorry."
No, Ken. It's not your fault.
He tried to move away from our position. I did the same but he was so drunk that he almost fell over. I, the idiot, held him for support.
We lay down on the bed again, unfortunately our lips touched. The only difference was our position now. It was reversed. I was on the bottom and he was on top of me.
It seems he didn't expect us to fall. Sorry, were the words that came out of his mouth before he tried to get off of me.
Fuck this shit. It's up to you.
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Please skip the next episode. You're already stuck, char!