chapter twenty-five ; sleepover?

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AMOS

"Micah?" I questioned once I'd opened the door. I let out a gasp at the state he was in: soaked head to toe. That was when I noticed that it was pouring heavily outside. "Jesus Christ, get inside!"

He obliged and took his shoes off at the front before rushing inside, his arms wrapped around himself to protect himself from the biting cold. I quickly rushed to the washroom and got him a towel to help him dry himself off whilst Alex shut the door and rushed to the kitchen to prepare a cup of warm coffee for him. 

"Are you alright?" I said, taking the towel for him and helping him dry his hair. "Why are you here at this time?"

"Car broke down," he said, shivering. "I would've fixed it if it weren't raining cats and dogs outside right now. I'm sorry if I'm being a burden."

"You're not," I interrupted. "Do you plan on staying the night?"

"If that's okay with the two of you," he spoke, rubbing the back of his neck in shame. "Sorry if I'm being troublesome, I can really just ask Miles to come get me. But then again, he's probably asleep right now."

"It's alright, just stay here," I said. "You can take the bed and I'll sleep on the couch."

"You're going to make me sleep with a dude who called me an e-boy?" Alex gasped, handing Micah a glass of coffee after warning him to be cautious of how hot the cup was. "No chance in hell. Sleep in my room."

"Don't be childish," I said, rolling my eyes. "Your room smells like piss."

"I'm just kidding," he turned to face Micah. "It'd be a pleasure to sleep with you."

Micah spat out a little bit of the coffee at that. To be specific, he spat it on Alex's face.

Alex remained motionless for a moment or two, unsure as to how he should react before letting out a disappointed sigh and walking to the washroom to clean himself off.

"Is.. is he going to be mad at me for that?" Micah questioned quietly, nudging me with his elbow.

"No, he deserved it," I said. "Do you want to change into more comfortable clothing? You're soaked."

"I'd like that, please."

"Give me a moment," I requested before walking into the other room and opening the wardrobe in Alex's room. It truly did smell like piss in there. 

I searched for a decent while before finding a loose black t-shirt and a pair of black sweatpants that looked like they would fit him. I also decided to give him a pair of my boxers for that extra comfort and walked back into my room. 

"Here," I said, handing the clothes over to him. "Once you're done changing, give me these clothes of yours so I can wash them."

"You have no idea how much I appreciate you two doing this for me, doc," he said with a grateful grin before making his way into the washroom.

"I'm in here!" I heard Alex scream. "Wait.. are you trying to sleep with me right now?"

"No," Micah responded. "I have to change."

"Go ahead, I don't mind," was Alex's response.

"Alex, get out of there!" I called out to which I received a groan of protest. He walked out of the washroom seconds later and hopped onto the bed, "The Gods really do want the two of you to get together by the looks of it."

"You don't know what you're talking about," I murmured, cleaning the mess on my desk to make it look more presentable. 

"I do actually," he started, sitting up. "I don't think it's a coincidence that your paths have been crossing so often lately. It's weird as hell. Secondly, are you cleaning? You never do that. You definitely like him."

"What do you mean I never do that?" I scoffed. "I cleaned your room for you twice."

"Yeah, like four years ago," he chuckled. "Dumbass."

Just then, Micah stalked out of the washroom and made his way over to my room, leaning against the doorframe with his hands stuffed in the pockets of his.. er.. my sweatpants.

"Will I be sleeping here?" he questioned. "Again, thank you both-"

"Shh," Alex interrupted. "Stop thanking us. And yeah, you'll be sleeping here. On this bed. This single bed. With just me."

"Oh.. kay?" Micah responded, clearing his throat. "Amos, will you be fine sleeping on the couch? I can take the couch if you'd like."

"I'll be okay," I reassured him. "And don't worry about Alex, he's not much of a cuddler. He tends to stay in his place while he's asleep."

"Alrighty then," he grinned. "I'll be leaving tomorrow as soon as I get my car fixed, I promise you."

"You can stay as long as you'd like," Alex offered. "I know a certain someone will definitely enjoy your presence."

I'm about to partake in a homicide.





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