part twenty

                                    

                                          

꧁y/n's pov꧂

the morning after, my whole body hurt. it felt like i had been stabbed eight times in the throat from crying so much. but, seeing him next to me made me feel a little better. it reminded me i wasn't alone. unfortunately, i was worried he'd come to his senses or something and realize how gross i am. 
but as he sat up, yawned, and smiled at me, i realized that could never happen.
"morning, ma." he said raspily, scratching the nape of his neck 
i rolled over and yawned as well, rubbing my eyes. "mmm" i just hummed, coughing out. 
his hand suddenly reached out, brushing my cheek softly. "jesus, you're face is so puffy" miles chuckled teasingly.  
i tried not to smile but it still pried out. "shut up" my voice was dry and felt rough. i combed back some of my hair and sighed. the realization came to me as i spoke. "nick is gonna lose his shit on me" 
miles smile dropped into a frown and he nodded. "ill think of something, don't worry."
i was avoiding checking my phone all last night because i knew there'd be at least a million from nick. and im still avoiding it. i already know ill get yelled at for at least a week. thankfully, nick never grounds me because i'm already in the house enough and most of the time, and he needs to update me about if he is ok or not when he's on patrol. 
"mhm," i hummed again, biting the nail on my thumb as he stood up and walked towards a door. 
"im gonna take a quick shower, ight? then i can take you home." our eyes met again and i nodded. he frowned slightly but opened the door to the bathroom. he almost shut it before he peeked out with a wide smirk.
"we could shower together. save water, y'know?" he raised his eyebrows at me and i rolled my eyes as a grin spread across my lips.
"shut up, miles," i huffed and leaned back against the couch.
"just sayin'," he shrugged and closed the door. i laid with my back against the couch, running my hand over the fluff of the blanket he let me use. i bit her bottom lip and sat up quickly just as i heard the water begin running. i reached over and turned on the tv, hoping it would distract me enough to forget the seemingly endless pit burrowed in my stomach. 
"-brooklyn's NYPD has been struggling to control the recent spike in gang activity. not to mention the prowlers' constant attacks that range all the way from state island to the bronx."
"well," a man with curly hair interrupted. "we heard he attacked again yesterday right next to the subway station on beverly road. police are still investigating for any sign of who this masked villain is."
"wow, danial! this really is-"
with furrowed brows, i changed the channel. i've dealt with enough prowler stuff for the rest of my life. thankfully, i saw the amazing world of gumball was airing. i smiled softly, laid back down, and watched until miles got out. 
the door opened and steam blew out. my eyes traveled up to him without thinking. and they widdened when i saw his towel hanging loosely around his hips. my cheeks flushed darker than i'd like to admit and i looked back at the tv.
"jesus, cover up, hoe." i murmured and rubbed the tip of my nose.
"you can't be sayin' these things with such a red face, mami" he chuckled softly and walked past me. he was very slim, but honestly, who wasn't? inflation was horrible and i knew miles' mother was just barely scraping by. but, he was still very lean. i grinned childishly at his figure when he didn't see me looking.