Damien is your boyfriend's best friend and his roommate. They were working as waiters. You and your boyfriend (Victor) were in a long distance relationship. You, living in Toronto, him, living in London. You suprised your boyfriend with a visit to London. A big suprised. You were gonna stay there for a whole month. Everything was good and perfect but one thing was keeping you and your boyfriend away from each other..The toxic relationship between you two. It was somehow strong. You two had some big ass arguments sometimes. Three days past now and it was 22:24 in the night. Your boyfriend was chilling with his roommate before called you to come over for a talk. You know, the usual. But he disappeared once he hang up to you. Some friend called him. Now. And as you arrived with your car at his apartment, got in and rang the doorbell. The doorlock clicks, revealing... Damien. He was alone, fresh out of the shower.

He stared at you up and down for some seconds as well as you did to him before your mouth opened before you spoke. "Uh.. Is Victor here?"

His mouth opened before he spoke as well before staring down at you "ah... No, he's not here. Come in come in." he opened the door more for you to get in.

For some reason... You guys both were always in some awkward situations. The sudden eye contacts you guys made. The small touches you accidently made. He was feeling so badly weird when you were around. You were feeling so awkward when he was around. That does not happen to everyone except you and him. And now. He was alone...what the hell?

You blinked one, twice for some seconds as you shooked your head a bit and spoke back. "Ah, no. It's not a problem, I'll come back another time."

As you spoke, he responded back immediately, keeping the door open. "No no.. Come in, he'll be here after an hour or so...Just..Come inside."

That made you to feel stressed inside. Goddammit. You took a slight heavy breath as staring at him for some seconds before your eyebrow raised slightly and looked at him down. You stared around at the apartment for a second before you took off your shoes and got in, walking towards the living room, staring around. He spoke as he was gonna walk towards the kitchen to give you something to eat or drink. "sit down I'll be back. Do you want something?"

As you were gonna sat down, you saw him leading towards the kitchen and you refused him, your hand raising a bit as you spoke back then you sat down on the couch. "No no. Thanks...I don't want anything."

He stubbornly took a step forward to the kitchen before he felt a grip on his arm, making him to turn his head towards you and stare at your grip, then at you. "i don't want anything, Damien. Just...Do your thing."

Oh hell nah. Why are you talking to him like that? The feeling of awkwardness is growing. You let go of his arm and leaned back against the couch. Staring down at your fingers, trying not to crash out. He cleared his throat a bit and sat down on the chair in front of you, his one hand covering his mouth