𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚

Chapter 6

"Not just a promise, but a commitment – I won't let you go, for you're the heartbeat of my existence." 💮
---------

The morning sunlight tiptoed through the curtains, revealing a scene of unexpected warmth. My eyes opened to find Brandon's arms securely wrapped around me, a comforting embrace of safety. A soft sigh escaped me as I pulled the sheets up, feeling the weight of a shared intimacy in the gentle morning glow.

There he lay, peacefully immersed in his sleep, his long black hair dancing freely over his forehead. The hairband, usually a tamer of unruly strands, was absent, allowing the morning light to playfully highlight the contours of his peaceful face. I nestled in closer, savoring the quiet symphony of our mingled breaths and the warmth I found in his arms. Morning had never felt so serene in past few days as especially considering the Brandon's party.

I looked up at him and his face wore an expression of profound peace, a far cry from the playful smirk or seductive gaze I was accustomed to. The room echoed with the hushed whispers of dawn, and I couldn't help but be drawn to this other side of him.

I couldn't ignore the allure of his presence. Despite the magnetic charm he exuded in waking moments, there was an undeniable sweetness to the tranquility he embodied while he was asleep. A subtle vulnerability that tugged at my heartstrings. My fingers, traced the contours of his jawline, relishing the exquisite details that defined this different facet of Brandon.

It was a moment in that gentle morning light, I reveled in the simple beauty of sharing a sleepy, peaceful space with someone who, beneath the layers of charisma, revealed a side that felt exclusively mine.

But he wasn't mine. Brandon and I aren't just bestfriends. We're in a friends with benefits setting where we've been intimate since four years now.

We were together, attending a event and we were clear-headed. He was dropping me off at my house and I recall, it was raining heavily, storms were breaking out in the sky and we could see the lightening too. I knew he couldn't drive back in that stormy weather and invited him inside and.. yeah I was wearing a bit revealing dress. And to this date I don't know what led us to get intimate with each other in that moment. As in because I felt there was some kind of unspoken attraction between us. But that day, the sexual tension was exploding which we relinquished it.

We fucked for hours that day and next day, I was weak, sore, exhausted yet a radiant glow adorned my face. I was smiling like an idiot the entire day. I never wanted a relationship, not in few years atleast. And we realized we couldn't stay and pretend that nothing happened between us after that intense night which had unfolded.

So, we came to this setting friends with benefits relationship. Atleast, I call and think of it so. But Brandon doesn't.

For years, Brandon and I had shared a bond that surpassed the conventional boundaries of friendship. Our connection was deep-rooted, a tapestry of shared laughter, secrets, and a familiarity that only time could cultivate. However, our relationship held a layer beyond the platonic, a place where friendship and intimacy danced in a delicate balance.