No Strings Attached, Right?

2. A perfect way to cause an unneeded erection.

I wake up confused, and dazed. I'm not home. I don't know where I am. I slowly look around at my surroundings and notice similar objects I've seen before quite a few times. I look to the nightstand that's to the left of the king sized bed I'm laying in. I see a picture of me and Dean. It was back in high school. It was my sweet sixteen party. I went all out all because he had begged me. I never did anything for my birthday. My sixteenth was the first time I really did have fun and enjoy that day.

I'm at Dean's apartment. I'm in Dean's bed. Wait... I'm in Dean's BED! Was I drugged or someting?! I mean Dean isn't that kind of guy but still... it could happen. I look at my surrondings again to see if there are any signs of anyting being forced. Nothing. I look to my side and I don't see Dean. He's not in his bed. He's not in his room. I'm alone in Dean's bed. It's quite cozy actually. 

Wait. I have work today. I clock in at 2. I look over back to the nightstand and see that it's only 9:42 AM. Not bad for me. I usually wake up at noon, so this is early. I get out of bed and notice that I'm still fully clothed in the same hoodie and leggings as yesturday. That's a good sign. The question is, How in the hell did I end up in Dean's bed? I don't remeber falling asleep. I don't remeber going to his room. All I remember is laughing and smiling while we watched TV. What happened?

I walk out of the room and right into the living room. He's sleeping on the couch. It's absolutley adorable. He has a small couch pillow under his head, and a thin but large throw blanket that I got him for christmas a few years back. He's in fetal position. It's the cutest thing ever. The TV is still on too, just muted. It looks like he was watching reruns of The big Bang Theory. Hmm. He never really liked that show, maybe he fell asleep watching Friends. 

I walk into the kitchen leaving him alone, I don't want to be the reason he's awake. He's already sleeping on the couch because of me. Due to that, I decide to make him some coffee and breakfast. Well the coffee is for both of us. And maybe the breakfast too, depending on the time.

I sway my hips slowly and gently as I stir the pancake mix. suddenly I feel a firm grasp on my waist. I gasp loudly at the sudden touch. He pulls me closer to him when I react. I try to pull away without spilling the batter. "It's fine." He says into my ear. Wait, he's right. I mean we are Friends with Benefits right? This is what Friends with Benefits do... right? I need to do my research.

I reframe from pulling away and notice that he is also swaying his hips along with mine. Great. A perfect way to cause an unneeded erection. I stop whisking and turn arounded to face him. I'm still holding on to the whisk with a deathly grip. Our hips are no longer in sync. No swaying. "Strawberries, blueberries, or bananas?" I ask. 

"How do Chocolate chips sound?" Dean answers. "Fine with me." I turn back around. His hands are still on my hips and I'm beginning to like it. It gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling. Not sexually... strangely. I feel safe, comfortable. I don't understand. "Is the coffee for me?" Dean asks. I nod in response. I'm scared that  I might just scream out; FUCK ME! And I don't want to do that right now. He lets go of me and walks to the other side of the kitchen where the coffee is. 

I'm cold now. He was my warmth and I need that back. It's just that the coldness was so sudden and unexpected. Like I feel alone and empty. I shouldn't. 

I'm done cooking so I set the plates down at the table and begin eating. Breakfast is silent. It's boring and awkward. I mean granted we are stuffing our faces and all but we could still chit chat about something. I have to go. This awkwardness is killing me. "I have work to get to and my makeup and unifrom is at home." I get up and wash my dishes. "Oh, okay. Take some pancakes with you I guess." He says, still eating. "You don't like my cooking? I made these and you're giving them up? How dare you." I walk towards hims and give him a quick hug and walk out of the apartment.

 I'm in my car. It was weird today. Just a strange vibe. I liked it though, but I have to get to work. My next day off is in a week. This is going to be hell. I hate my boss and just want to hit her with a car. Not my baby but still a car, any other car. She loves everyone but me. I'm the only one who hasn't fucked up anything though. I do what I'm supposed to do and I listen to whatever bullshit she tries to give me. I take all of the yelling and bitchy mood swings. 

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Hey guys. I know this is a kinda short chapter but I ended with writers block. It took me four hours to writing this it usually takes afew days but I just had a magical writing moment and couldn't stop. But I did here. anyways bye love y'all. Oh and I'll work on chapter three soon. 

-Anna <3