Chapter 224: Why are you embarrassed?
Andrew was woken up with soft, warm lips pressed against his own. Soft, featherlight, and quick. Andrew chuckled, wrapping his arms around the man who was giggling, holding onto his face as he continued to kiss his cheeks, lips and forehead.
"Good morning." Andrew greeted him in between kisses, and Maxwell giggled, nuzzling against his face and sighed.
"Good morning." Maxwell replied, smiling down at Andrew. He was close enough that Andrew could see his face in detail and Andrew held onto his waist, rolling him until Maxwell was on top of him. He ignored what was going on below, and reached up, brushing Maxwell’s hair back from his face.
"How did you sleep?" Andrew asked carefully, his smile genuine as he looked at the man. Despite the interruption last night, he was happy to see the man in such good spirits. His face didn’t look great, as he was sure it wasn’t an overnight fix, but he did look better. The life was back in his eyes, and that made Andrew melt into the mattress below him.
"I think I slept well. I don’t remember waking up at all." Maxwell said and that made Andrew a little nervous. He didn’t remember waking up?
"Oh? Not even to toss and turn?" Andrew asked and Maxwell laughed, smiling down at him.
"Why would I do that when I have you in the bed beside me? There is no reason for me to complain." Maxwell’s face was light, relaxed. He was a good liar, but even that would be pushing it.
Maxwell had no recollection of what happened last night. Andrew’s chest squeezed, his breathing feeling a little hard. It had nothing to do with the man currently lying on top of him, but with the fact that he was giving him such an innocent smile. He was so...happy, and Andrew felt like an ass for having to potentially ruin it.
"Max." Andrew started, and watched as Maxwell’s face fell slightly.