"Good morning!" Misha shouts in the phone.
"Babe its 7 what are you doing." I groan.
"I wanna go get breakfast."
"I repeat, its 7."
"I repeat, I'm hungry."
"Ok." I sigh. "Pick me up in thirty minutes."
"Thank you."
"You're paying." I toss the blanket to one side with my phone still pressed to my ear.
"I will gladly pay." I grab a button up from my closet. "What're you doing?"
"Getting dressed what're you doing?"
"Trying to find my keys. By any chance would you know where they are?"
"Uhm no? I wouldn't." I chuckle zipping my pants up.
"Found them!"
"Mmm." I smile going into the bathroom.
"They were in the kitchen."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. Ok I'm on my way."
"Ok." I chuckle
"Bye."
"Bye misha." I hang up and start brushing my teeth. He's a mess. A very cute mess though. I go down stairs after brushing my teeth and doing my hair, I see misha pull up and get out. I walk out and over to him. "Hi." I smile.
"Hi." Misha pecks my lips. "I'm starving. Get in"
"Me too." I slide into the car.
"Where do you wanna go?"
"Ihop?" I look at him.
"Can do." Misha slides his hand into mine.
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"Mmm-" misha hums. I run my hands up his back under his shirt. I pull apart for air even though I didn't want to. "Wow." Misha grins.
"You are such a good kisser."
"I try." Misha smiles.
"I gotta pee now." I whisper. Misha looks down at my bulge.
"Have fun with that." He smirks sliding off my lap. I look down and shake my head.
"What's up with you belt anyway?" I move his shirt up to reveal a big bulky belt.
"Its my texas belt I wore it just for you." Misha smile.
"It's... Big."
"Wait till you see what its holding in." He winks.
"Wow." I laugh. "So.. You're going back to texas next week." Misha changes the subject.
"And you are going back to l.a" I look away.
"How is that gonna work?"
"Well.. We're gonna get in separate planes-"
"Jensen I'm being serious!" He ki ks my thigh lightly.
"I don't know." I sigh loudly. "Maybe we could visit each other? We stay friends so how come we can't stay boyfriend?"
"Because I like having a boyfriend there who I can, for example, call and go out with."
"You can call and go out with me when we go back."
"So we're just gonna spend thousands on plane tickets?"
"I don't know misha our relationship shouldn't be getting yet. I just want to spend time with you and make out with you and nor have to worry about this." Misha sits up and slides his hand on my cheek.
"How about we talk about it tonight? I can go pick up some food and we can meet here for a date?"
"Ok." I nod.
"Sorry for killing your boner." He grins looking down.
"What if we just... Stay here?"
"In Canada?"
"Yeah we both have places here we could stay here and then go back once we figure it out."
"Oh."
"Oh.. You probably have things to do in l.a"
"No no I don't I was just.. Not expecting that." Misha sits up. "I gotta make a few calls but I think I can stay."
"Well I don't want to make you go through a bunch of trouble just for me." I stand up.
"Jens I want to stay here. But I do have plants that need watering and maybe they need my attention more then you."
"Stop!" I chuckle.
"I will stay ok?"
"Ok." I smile.
"Im gonna go eat." Misha walks off to the kitchen.
