Hate yourself [mlm]

feelings

[Vincent's pov]

Mitchell finally comes up from downstairs

"Your coffee is cold" I chuckle, he just gives me a faint smile in response and sits down next to me on the floor

"Should've drank the whole think before smoking..  sorry about that"  he sighs

"Nah,  nah..  it's all good.  I'll go heat it up"  I pick up the cup and put it in the microwave for a few seconds

I look over my shoulder to see Mitchell looking a little down..

I bring his heated coffee over to him and sit down next to him

"Something on your mind?  You look sad"

He shakes his head  "I'm fine..  just tired"

He drinks the rest of his coffee and puts it down on the small table next to us

I glance at him again and he doesn't look any happier

"C'mon, tell me. I know somethings up"

"I'm fine, I swear."

I raise an eyebrow "do you wanna go home?"

He shakes his head

"Are you hungry?"

"No.. I just.. I feel kinda bad"

"About what?" I turn to face him completely

"I just.. showed up and decided sleep in your bed and start smoking in your bathroom the next morning.. I don't think before I make stupid decisions like that.. I'm sorry"

"You don't have to be sorry. Sure, it's all so.. unexpected. But that doesn't mean I hate it. I enjoy your company.. and.. to be honest, I liked the way you were cuddled up to me this morning. It was nice"

He buries his face in his hands "oh god.. you were awake for that?"

I chuckle "I told you, it's fine."

I pat him on the shoulder and take his empty coffee cup to the kitchen to wash it

I glance over my shoulder for a second and take notice of how he's still looking at me..

He's not very discreet.. but it's kind of charming. I like Mitchell.