Stay At Home Mate

I climb the stairs with Ash behind me, but when I get to the top, I stop. Where should I go?

“Move, dude,” Asheron complains and he pushes me hard, straight into his room, so I just keep walking until I enter and sit on the bed while Asheron starts undressing, completely ignoring me. I just blink at him, “Now what?”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re tense and filling my room with anxiety. What’s the problem?” he asks, giving me a tired look. God, sometimes he makes me angry.

“I wasn’t sure where I should sleep. I thought you were going to give me a room for myself. But then you pushed me here with you, and now I don’t know what’s going to happen,” I murmur honestly. If I have to trust him, I have to be honest.

“Dude, why are you complicating everything? You can do whatever the fuck you want. You can take over a guest room or stay here,” he says, shrugging and taking off his pants. Now he’s just in his boxers.

Logic tells me that if he’s my boyfriend, I should desire him. I should want