I Told Him I Missed Him He Said Nothing Novels & Stories

, I asked. He fiddled with his watch. "I thought you might not want to see me when you wake up", he said. "Why not? you've fucked me countlessly, it's not like I'm your one night stand or anything". He laughed. He came over to the bed and hugged me. "I'm really going to miss you", he says softly. "I'm going to miss you more". We were quiet, not saying anything at all. "Do we really have to do this?", I asked.

I asked nervously. "Nothing." He continue to eat again. "I miss you a lot, do you know that?" I asked. "Yeah.” He answered and I sighed. "Me too." I looked up to him with my eyes widen. "Say that again?" I smiled. "I'm thirsty." He looked away and I chuckled.. what a shy boy.

Playing on a loop in my head. “Jade,” my breath caught in my throat, hearing how he called my name. I couldn’t identify the look in his eyes but something tells me I wouldn’t like what he was going to say. If I had bet on that. Then my win would have been big because what he said left me speechless. “He misses you. No, he is miserable without you.” I didn’t know what to say to that. So I just did the first thing that came to my mind. I bursted into laughter.

I said. "Okay." He said to me and there was a sad sigh afterwards. "You know I miss you, right?" I asked him and somewhat, I had to admit that a greater part of me actually did miss him. "Also do I." He said. Our call turned emotional and took a swing into naughtiness in a heartbeat on the things we wanted to do to each other.

He said. "You should have called me...we could have met ..." I said. "Hawww, miss kar raha hain mujhe? (You were missing me?)" He said. Iska kuch nahi ho sakta...(He is hopeless) . "Phone mein ghuske pitunga toh pata chalega tujhe kitna miss kiya main.(I will beat you entering into the phone then you will know how much I missed you.)" I said sarcastically.

I fucking missed him. 

Tell him you missed him. “Nothing,” I blurt out. I can’t say anything yet, because I’m scared to admit my own truth.

Close enough that the dynamic in the room adjusted slightly without either of us saying anything about it. "You didn't come up here just to ask about my morning," I said. "No," he agreed. "Then why…" "I missed you." I stopped. He said it with complete composure. The same tone he probably used to discuss projections and international deals. Calm and direct. Like missing someone after two hours was a perfectly ordinary thing to simply announce. My notepad suddenly felt very unnecessary. "You saw me two hours ago," I said. "I'm aware of that." "We came to work together."