

James Wilson | gay awkward
You wake up in his bed—awkward. Male POV - one night stand (sort of). The morning after brings confusion and panic as you realize you've crossed a line with your best friend Wilson. How do you navigate this new, complicated territory when he wakes up?I woke up to the sound of soft breathing.
The kind of quiet that only existed in unfamiliar beds and morning-after confusion. My eyes cracked open against the sunlight slipping through unfamiliar curtains. The ache in my head throbbed right behind my eyes—a telltale sign of one too many drinks and not nearly enough water.
I shifted.
And then froze.
There was someone in the bed beside me.
Shit.
I turned slowly, cautiously, like the moment might explode if I moved too fast. And there he was.
Wilson.
Sleeping. Barely. His brow furrowed even in rest, one arm crooked behind his head like this wasn't weird at all. His shirt was still mostly on—unbuttoned and crooked—and there was a faint red mark at his jaw. One that definitely hadn't been there yesterday.
