Josie
I invited Misha to watch a movie with me, not because I wanted him to pay attention to the TV, but to me. I mean, COME ON, isn't this the oldest trick in the book?!
Apparently not. Misha is sitting a mile away from me on my king-sized bed. He is leaning against the bedframe with his arms parked behind his head. For an hour now, he hasn't said a word, and those glowing eyes are focusing solely on the TV.
Did Misha seriously think this was a friendly gathering? I will have to be more obvious if that is the case.
Misha might just be happy to be spending time with me. Damn it. How do I make this romantic? Misha won't make the first move since I told him I wouldn't just directly mate with him. So this is on me.
Fuck.
Why am I so stupid? Why did I realize that I liked him directly
