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Kameela Devgan

"You, okay? " I rushed out the question as I stood up to walk near him.

"I'm...I'm feeling sleepy. " That was his first time feeling that too?

"Yes, I'm only feeling this right now as I would be fully awake all the time. " Is he reading my mind now?

I glanced up at the clock and it was 12.33am. Even I felt sleepy after seeing the time right now as it's too late already.

"Do I have a bedroom to sleep here? " The heck, he's sleeping here.

"Mister, your going back to your place to sleep and there's no any room other than mine here. So, good bye now! " I stood up and was ready to walk to my door so that I could excuse him out but he stopped me from doing so in the middle of the way to the main door.

"Please, Kameela. Let me stay with you. I...I have no place to stay. At times like this, I would only go around places as I would felt fresh unlike now...I really needed to take a slumber. " I was looking at him as if he grew two head.

I-I can't stay with a man. That's also, alone?

But, he seems fragile right now. I swear, he sounds like a child who's lost in the middle of the crowd and it's already late by time.

A night, wouldn't hurt right? Of course, I'm going to shoo him away tomorrow. With a sigh of agreement, I nodded my head positively.

"Does that mean your keeping me? " Huh? Is he pet to keep with me. Why am I even remembering the ending scene from Casper right now?

"You know what, wait a second. " I went to my bedroom and grabbed on a pillow with another comforter of mine.

I took them back to the living room and pushed it on his hands.

"Your taking this couch. Don't ever make a scratch, it's my favorite couch. " He nodded immediately and examined the couch.

For his 6 foot frame, I'm sure that the small two seated couch will be very uncomfortable but what can I do? I can't let him sleep with me. That's also, on the same bed? There's no way I'm doing that!

It's just for a night, tomorrow everything will be settled. Hopefully.

He dragged himself to the couch and put on the pillow along the comforter on place.

"Wait! Don't tell me that your going to sleep in that jacket. " I told and he began removing it. He even had a black long sleeved turtle neck inside and if it's me, I would have drained in sweats for the temperature right now but he looked too fresh as daisy.

I was about to suggest to remove that turtle neck too but one question refused me from asking so.

What if he's not wearing anything inside? I don't want a...hot guy like him laying shirtless on my couch.

He placed his jacket on the floor and began laying on the couch with the turtle neck on. His huge figure struggling to get a well posture on the couch.

I reached for the ceiling fan's controller and put it on the high speed.

I was about to enter the hallway to my bedroom when I heard him saying, "Good night, Kameela. "

I don't know why but my heart began beating super fastly and I even felt a sudden flare of joy as tingles ran passed my body. I practically ran into my bedroom to stop this and as I closed the door behind me, I only prayed one thing.

When I woke up tomorrow morning, everything that happened just now should be a dream. I must be sleeping in so much tiredness and things like this popping inside my head simply.

Thus, this definitely doesn't feel like a dream but it's not bad to hope.

I slipped in my bed and covered myself with the comforter as the air conditioner flow through the room. Yes, I had only one in my room and I would be very keen on using it as it would reduce the high amount of electrical charges.

I closed my eyes and wrapped myself around the comforter.

Everything that happens was a dream. I'm sure when I wake up tomorrow, I will be seeing no one in my house except than me and probably I would also laugh at the dream I had.

Oddest thing is, I even felt tingles on a simple farewell from some Love God man who's not exactly a human. How pathetic does this sound, right?

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The glittering sunrays spread various hues of shiny golds across my curtains and it's so damn refreshing to see the new day that inning the awaiting.

I swirled into the comforter and turned to the ways of the sun rays seeking in.

Phew! Of course, it was just a dream I had.

Smiling like an idiot as I thought so, I sat up on my bed. Stretching my limbs and twisting my waist side to side while on the process, I smelled the brisk caffeine running through my nostril.

I looked at my side table and there was a hot cup of coffee. I reached for it and began puffing airs on the surface to sip it without burning my tongue. After several puffs, I sipped it and that was the best coffee that I ever had.

"Good morning. " Oh, this must be from the person who made me this mouth watering coffee.

"Good morning. " I froze after I greeted back casually as it was not the usual thing to happen every morning for me.

When the heck did I even started having coffee in bed?

My head slowly peered to my door and there he was, poking his head in middle of the door yet the frame while smiling widely.

It...It wasn't a d-dream?

"Oh, God. Am I still sleeping or something? " I whispered to myself and caress all over my face to check whether I'm really awake or not.

Hell, of course I'm awake and everything that happened last night wasn't a dream.

Wait a second. Did he came in my room to put on this coffee? Oh my goodness, he might have take a glimpse of my sleeping state. First of all, who agrees for him to even step a foot in my room? That's not manners at all.

With a huff, I got out from the bed and stomped off to him. Opening the door fully, I braced myself outside of my room as he stepped behind to give me space and I slammed my door shut.

My hands resting on both side of my hips while I glared at him. "Who allowed you to step in my bedroom, huh? Don't you have manners? "

He was a bit taken aback and stared at me with a little hurt. His voice muffling, "I'm sorry. I thought...you would love a bed coffee. You know, I had seen most of the people waking up finding for a bed coffee. "

"How do you even know of how to make a coffee? " I asked him, suddenly the question popping in as I reminisced the superb taste of the coffee he made.

"Well...I had seen people making one." Thank God, he didn't say any 'I don't know' for now.

I nodded my head and that's when my eyes took the graduate of 2 minutes to check on his self.

My jaw almost dropping onto the floor as I caught him standing in just a mere boxer.

Wait a second. That's not a boxer, that's my short legging pants! Why the hell is he half naked and wearing on my short pants?

"Oh, about this pants....I have no change of clothes after I take a shower in the bathroom here and...I had already put my old clothes in the laundry. That's why...I'm in need to change on one of yours and I know you will be mad if I wore on everything from yours to cover up myself so...I picked just this pants. " My eyes wouldn't blink a bit at his simple like announcement and I'm feeling my cheeks getting hot as I averted my eyes downwards on him.

His chiseled body with six-pack abs were outlined so perfectly. Dragging my eyes a little more downwards, I caught sight with his V cut which drawn right into the pants and my usual flat short pants were hooked up alike a tent on that specific area.

Damn it! It's his private part, idiot. H-How can I openly stare at 'that' like that? But, he seems pretty big though. Oh, shut up!

I shook my head vigorously to clear out any kind of inappropriate thoughts and breathe out the last lump I had on my throat. I quickly turned away and began gritting my teeth, "Please go and wear anything to cover yourself. Your half naked! "

"I am? So it's okay if I wear any of yours? My laundry would be done in 10 minutes, I guess. I swear after it got dried, I would wear back my old clothes. " I quickly nodded and I closed my eyes as I caught him walking pass me to my balcony.

Why is he going to the balcony?

I paced further into the living room to have a better sight of the balcony and he was searching for a fine clothes on my clothes which I hanged up to dry under the sun yesterday afternoon.

So, that's where he got that pants from.

He chose my big white t-shirt with a long pants and walked in back. I excused myself from there so that he could change freely and who knows that he might not even care my presence when he was changing.

I get back in my bedroom and closed the door behind me. I went into the shower and after freshening up, I changed into my house casual clothing.

I exited the room and I heard muffling from the kitchen. When I reached there, I saw him cooking something and my feet involuntarily dragged me inside to have a closer look. He was handling the pan yet the groceries around as an expert.

"You...can cook? " My mouth was already in a 'o' as I asked so and he looked at me I'm confusion.

"I...don't know. But, hey...I really am cooking, aren't I? " Is he being serious right now?

"You just knew that you can cook? Like, your handling the utensil very well you see. So you must have learnt that skill somewhere, right? " He kept staring me blankly, his hand reaching out the induction's off button.

He gazed away and began thinking. His face scrunching lightly in discomfort as he held onto his temple.

"I don't know. " He breathlessly mumbled, his face illuminating worry. He continued, looking up at me, "I just can't remember anything about how...I'm used to be like this. I'm sorry, Kameela. "

"Okay, what are you even making there? " I diverted the question because for some reason, I don't like his lost in worry eyes. He sounds so much like a person who went through amnesia and that he could recall his memories.

Maybe if I take him around, he would remember something isn't it? But he said that he used to roam the whole city all day so why now he remembered a thing then?

"It's the scrambled eggs pancakes. I made specially for you. " he chirped with a half hearted laugh and his previous worried eyes were no longer there.

How can he change his mood this fast?

"Sounds great. " I said with a nod and we ate our breakfast.

Not to lie, I had the best breakfast ever. I had never had this kind of breakfast as sometimes it would be only a cup of coffee and chocolate biscuits or some other time, I wouldn't even have a breakfast as I would running late for work.

"Should we go around the city? " I suggest while finishing my last pancake.

"Oh, are we going to shop for me? " I was nonplussed as I didn't know of what to react. I awkwardly gazed up at him and nodded my head slowly.

I only heard his light, "Yes! ", with his hand on the way to pump on the air in enthusiasm.

He's a definite child for sure and no one will believe him of acting like so if they see him in person.