Not the Wrong Love

The Place It Should be

Love is still sitting on the bed hugging both knees. His chin rests on the gap in both knees. His gaze glazed over, trying to remember last night's events. Especially the one who has stripped her clothes.

Okay, last night he drank, he's drunk till now his head's dizzy. So dizzy. Even his consciousness had not fully returned. However, how could it be with a drunk condition he could get to this place.

Wait up! His brain tissue slowly fused to usher in stimulation throughout his limbs to restore him to full consciousness. He also re-established his head.

"I was at Davin's party all night with Mario and Chelsy, so why am I here now?" Love stared at the ceiling of the ceiling gray, the room lights are white. It is very different from the room and the lights where it was last night. His head was darting to the right and to the left hoping to find Chelsy, and it was Chelsy who undressed him.

However, there was no shadow of anyone other than her in the room. His eyes blinked, the smell of mint in the room bursting into his nostrils.

Chequek!

Love is a little shocked when the bathroom door knob is turned. His eyes instantly rounded when he found out who was coming out from there.

"Are you awake?"

The baritone's voice sounded thin. One sentence that is able to make all the tissue in the brain Love is installed perfectly, his headache immediately disappeared. Replaced by an overwhelming sense of shock.

Both eyes of Love could see clearly, how the figure of the man who had met him twice, was now standing before him with a towel that was coiled around his waist and neck, wet hair, wet hair, water droplets on the face, and a checkered stomach.

Gluey!

Love swallowed its own spit.

Ben's? Even the same is not just the face but, the entire body part. Inner Love.

"Ahahahhaaa, it looks like I'm dreaming again." Love laughed indistinctly as her gaze looked down at her back body covered in a thick, naked blanket.

"But, clothes?" His head went back to looking for all his privacy items.

"Everything you're looking for is there."

Love looked back to follow Ben's point of view. The dress, br*a soft pink, dal*am pants are pink and pony. Whats? A pony? Embarrassing but, it was Sunny's choice for him.

"You're weird" Ben sneered.

Ben just flicked his shoulder.

"Br*me, my dal*am pants, why are you there?" Staring at Ben's two shady eyes that seemed to suck him into a bottomless hole. Love blinked back, while Ben's figure was only speechless looking at him with a flat face.

"You don't remember at all?" said Ben flat. The man crossed his arms in front of his chest. Staring at Love by raising her eyebrows.

Oh, my God, he's not wearing a shirt. Inner Love screams. Fear and awe came at him simultaneously. Plaid stomach with water droplets falling from wet hair. Really, the scene that he had seen for the past five years had never seen again. Tempting but, scaring him as well.

Love shook her head slightly and pulled the blanket up even more, protecting her shoulders from being exposed. "Why can I be here? How could my clothes be taken off?" ask for love many times. He swallowed his saliva in fear. Of course, love is afraid. They didn't know each other, then suddenly they were in the same room, just the two of them, and in the condition that he wasn't wearing anything.

"So you really don't remember?" Ben turned to the wardrobe.

"I was at Davin's om party with Mario and Chelsy, and then Chelsy gave me a drink, and I don't remember after that." Love holds back tears.

"Just calm down, now you're where you're supposed to be." Ben smiled a glance towards Love.

"You mean?" Love knits both eyebrows.

The place it should be? Meanin? My place should be here, with him, right?

"Hm. So, you don't understand what I mean, do you?"

"Don't convolve. Just tell me, why am I here?" his voice was raucous, accompanied by a clear grain that began to drip on his eye patch. There was a lot of fear running through him, the longer the bigger. Her status was still married but, now she was living in one room with another man, only two, and without clothes. He was afraid that this would happen because of his own mistake. Because he drank alcohol and then he got drunk. He knew he never drank alcohol.

Oh, my God, what have I done? My head hurts so much.

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