I desperately tried to figure out how the shower works without the guidance of Daichi. He had just explained to me how to work it but then he gave me the change of clothes and I looked at him and my mind instantly went blank. How would I explain that to him?

'Oh yeah, I know you just showed me how to do this but you're just so beautiful it made me forget how to follow instructions.'

Yeah right.

Not to mention, I would have to go all the way back down the stairs to get him or even worse, call him back up the stairs. I already made it awkward enough just being a quiet fool, I can't go around bothering him every two seconds.

In the end, I just decided to tough it out saving myself the probable embarrassment and swooning.

No matter what I did I could not get the water to come on and I was starting to come to the conclusion that this was in fact not a shower but some kind of alien contraption sent from the devil to frustrate people like me.

Out of irritation, I began flipping all the different handles at once. In the midst of my war against the alien shower, I did something that has finally triggered it to start running.

Ice cold water rained from the showerhead onto my bare back which caused me to let out an involuntary yelp. Not being able to really see or focus from the sudden coldness, I began flipping random shower handles in a desperate attempt to warm up the water.

After about twenty minutes and more frustration than necessary later, I had finished taking my shower, got dressed, and began trotting down the stairs to greet Daichi.

As I reached the bottom of the stairs Daichi was nowhere to be seen. I turned the corner and made my way into the kitchen but still, there was no Daichi around.

I softly called out for him. To my surprise, my call was returned with the light sounds of snoring.

I did my best to follow the sound, which led me into a room that I could only assume to be the living room. First I saw the T.V. showing some type of volleyball game that Tobio had been watching which Daichi and I heard screaming at earlier from the kitchen. I still couldn't see Daichi nor Tobio but I could tell the sound was very clearly coming from that same room. In an attempt to better scan the room for the source of the snoring, I peeked over the couch and spotted the most precious thing imaginable.

Tobio was curled up into a ball on the floor with one of his hands clenched tightly against Daichi's shirt. Daichi was sprawled out on his side, one arching in an imperfect halo on the ground over Tobio's head, the other arm carelessly laid over Tobio's body.

I inwardly let out a squeal, feeling heartache at the sight.

Tobio had always been a very... interesting kid in class. I genuinely believe he has what the kids call 'anger issues' or 'bipolar disorder', so to see him resting so peacefully is so precious. He was like a baby kitten.

Then Daichi.

Daichi.

He looked like a Greek god, even while sleeping! Who gave him the right to look so godly! He looked like one of the characters from Dream Daddy. The sleeves of his button-up were covered in specks of tomato paste and loosely rolled up, letting his toned forearms show, and his hair was messily styled around, somehow still managing to look really, really good.

I quickly tried to snap out of my cuteness trance and squatted down in front of the two angel boys. I pushed Daichi's hair from his forehead and softly called out his name, trying my hardest to only wake up the older man and not Tobio. When I realized my first attempt didn't really work, I put my other hand on Daichi's broad shoulder and gave it a gentle shake. I called his name again, but this time I leaned in closer, my lips were just barely grazing the surface of his ear, I tried to convince myself that it was purely accidental but let's face it.

Daichi let out a sleepy groan and his eyes flashed open for a quick second before he instantly drew back, shutting them again.

I let a sigh slip out from my lips and stand up. I would let him sleep like this and finish dinner myself, but he was filthy from tomato paste and desperately needed a shower.

I repositioned myself so I was now standing directly above Daichi. Leaning over him, I grabbed both of his shoulders and roughly shook him.

Finally, his eyes shot open and he instantly sat up from the floor and gapped at me. For whatever reason, he seemed to have a glazed over look and his tongue was pushed against his bottom lip. He quickly came to what seemed to be his senses because he began to move increasingly frantically.

In the process of his minor meltdown, he tripped me. In an attempt not to fall on Tobio, who was still somehow sleeping next to us, I fell right on Daichi's lap. And Daichi went from a sitting up position to on his back again.

I was too panicked that I might have hurt Daichi when I fell on him to think about our undeniably compromising position.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" I whisper shouted, "Are you okay?"

I ran my hands all over his head searching for any sign of damage that the man may have gotten from his fall. It sounded like he hit something pretty hard against the floor when he fell back.

He whimpered beneath me when I pressed certain spots on his head and brought his hand to the throbbing spot, his face balled up.

I whispered about a hundred 'sorrys' to him and without thinking I began pecking small kisses all over his forehead like my mom did to me when I was younger.

After a second Daichi tensed up in realization and grabbed my hips, accidentally slipping his hands under my oversized hoodie. He sat up and gently but frantically lifted me up and moved me off him and onto the floor.

He quickly stood up and without facing me even when he made his hasty exit out of the room.

I sat there dumbfounded for a while after he left and I would have kept sitting there, maybe even died of embarrassment there, if it hadn't been for Tobio waking up.

"Hey. buddy. You want to help make dinner" I asked.