Groggily, he reached for his phone and noticed a new text message.
Mira: sorry I had to leave for work, didn’t want to, you looked cute.
Deimos rolled his eyes. He texted her back.
Deimos: u fucken asshole, i can’t walk
Mira answered almost immediately in a string of text messages instead of one comprehensive sentence. Liking someone was a thing.
Kalmin couldn’t properly explain it, but liking someone more than a friend was…a problem. It made him feel weak, it made him feel light-headed. Knowing that he liked someone…made him feel vulnerable. He felt vulnerable because when he liked someone more than just a friend, romantically and sexually, he fell hard. It was like a car crash. It was like being slapped across the face. All these weird feelings, all these heart drops and hot fl
