Futon Armin Novels & Stories

Then I heard the clatter of porcelain. I sat up. Armano was sitting in the armchair by the fireplace, a tray on his lap. He was dressed in a fresh uniform, looking shaved, alert, and heartbreakingly handsome. "You’re awake," he said, setting the tray down. "You left," I accused, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

The most prominent looked Celtic and almost tribal in design but I couldn’t make out the other design. It was dark, intense, and fierce…just like him. Artemy walked toward me and my gaze roamed over broad shoulders and chest. He stopped in front of me and I had to tilt my head up. He was so big and powerful like this. “Do you mind if I sleep like this?” he asked. “I usually sleep naked, but I thought you wouldn’t be comfortable with that. I can accommodate with the sweatpants, but I hate sleeping with shirts.” “Umm…right.”. Shaking my head, I tried to find my voice. “I mean, yes. I’m okay with this.”

Especially with the view in front of me, showing off the stunning picturesque sight of the Loyalty Pack, lit up brilliantly since night fall. Dragging my eyes away from it, I look for somewhere to put his clothes. I’m not about to walk into his room or anything, so I place the basket on an ottoman, hoping he would see it when he next occupies this room, and that will be that. Just before I leave, I take another look around. A white chaise lounge faces the large scale window, for anyone who wants to take a moment to enjoy the view. The dark navy blue flooring is in contrast to the creamy walls, leading to the entrance of Ren’s room, which from where I stand, I can’t see much of. Thankfully. I

STEPHEN'S POV It took a while, but Ardyn finally finished getting ready. And when he did, he came running out with an oversized jersey and jorts. The jersey was customised, clearly. It had the numbers zero and seven on the front and nineteen on the back. Also on the front, at the top left corner, was Ardyn's name in gold block letters with “ARD” being on top and “YN” being underneath. It was somehow done in a way that they were all still within the same space, regardless of the extra letter.