Velorn awoke the next day still tired as ever. He didn’t get much sleep considering his mind was racing. It was an early 6:27 in the morning and he was still wearing Dom’s sweater. Sighing, he took off the sweater and searched for some suitable day clothes. He’d be going to work to fill up stock before the club officially opened tonight. He chose a pair of dark denim jean shorts, a white tank top, and a grey off the shoulder sweater on top. He’d wear his white high tops when he left. Velorn took Dom’s sweater to the laundry room and took a strong inhale of his scent before sticking it in the washer on the small load, quick wash setting. 

     Vel laughed quietly seeing his friends jumbled bodies spread around his living room. He was confused though as he noticed Dom wasn’t there. His stomach sank a bit at how Dom didn’t say bye when he snapped at himself,” No V, keep it in check.” He took out the ingredients to make croissant breakfast sandwiches for his friends and started cooking. He made triple the amount of people as he knew while some of his friends ate little with a hangover, the others ate so much. He looked at the food for a moment in thought before he shook his head and made more thinking it wouldn’t be enough. Velorn went and switched the hoodie from the washer to the dryer to let the food cool down some. He knew that if he stored it so fresh it’d just be soggy by the time his friends ate them. He took one for himself and ate as he hummed Shakira’s song Cant Remember to Forget You. When he finally finished eating he went to the laundry room to check if Dom’s hoodie was dry. His mind was playing Shakira’s song on repeat as he softly sang,” Oh-oh, oh-oh-oo-oh-oh, I can’t remember to forget you,” he spun holding the hoodie to his chest,” I keep forgetting I should let you go,” he lifted his hands in the air as he danced to the music in his minds,” When you look at me, the only memory, is us kissing in the moonlighttt,” he started to hum again as he danced with his shoulders instead, realizing he’d be late to stock if he continued playing around. He went up to his room where he folded Dom’s hoodie and placed it with his jeans. Velorn paused, his mind freezing as he processed that Dom’s clothes were here. He ran to the window downstairs to check if Dom’s car was outside. Vel’s shoulders sagged and he groaned as he walked slowly back to his room with the thought that he’d have to see Dom when he got back from stock. He continued to sulk as he brushed his teeth and place his body jewelry back in their places, switching the plain belly button ring for a dangling butterfly piece. Velorn slipped on his shoes before quietly leaving his home. 

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     Dom awoke late for his schedule at around 9:30am, he stretched when he stood, letting out a satisfied groan at the way his back popped. He went to Velorn’s room next door to get his clothes and knocked on the door. When he didn’t get a response he slowly opened the door. Dom expected to see a sleeping Vel on the bed, but instead he found an empty bed perfectly made and open curtains. Dom couldn’t resist the possessive urge he had to snoop and find out who Velorn had been thinking of. He changed first and place the clothes Vel gave him on the desk so he wouldn’t be seen as suspicious if he was caught. Dom made a beeline for the nightstand, he’d seen in the dresser when Velorn grabbed clothes for him, as well as the closet, so he knew there were no secret boxes in either. He cleared the first nightstand, but in the bottom drawer of the second he found a picture. Velorn was smiling on the back of some guy. Dom glared at the picture and his entire being ran cold. He placed everything exactly where he found it before leaving the room and shutting the door. 

     Downstairs he found everyone still asleep, Matt snoring like a bear. Dom didn’t feel anything as he saw and read the note left by Vel that he was at work and he’d made food. Of course Dom ate the food, but he tasted nothing. It was 11:24 when he heard Velorn’s car pull into the driveway. He continued slowly eating, his mind blank as Velorn came through the front door. He sat quietly, presence going unnoticed as Velorn took off his shoes and grabbed an orange juice bottle from the fridge. Dom averted his empty gaze to his plate to see he only had a few bites left. He wasn’t even hungry, but he hated wasting food. He heard a gasp and splutter from in front of him and he slowly lifted his gaze. Dom saw Velorn coughing, a bit of orange juice dripping down his chin. When Velorn’s coughing stopped he spoke,” G-good afternoon Dom. Sorry about the noise, I-I didn’t notice you were there a-and you know, w-well drinks and shock don’t really m-mix together.” Dom finished chewing what was in his mouth and said,” Good afternoon Velorn.” He picked his croissant sandwich taking another slow bite. Dom watched as Velorn’s brows furrowed and his eyes grew confused,” I thought- I just-,” Velorn spoke. Dom finished off his last bite and stood. He grabbed his empty plate and walked around Velorn into the kitchen.

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     When Velorn arrived at work to take stock there were 4 of his coworkers there so it got done pretty quick and he got home in just about 4 hours. When he arrived he took off his shoes, happy that his feet were free. It was quiet other than the sound of snoring in the living room. He wandered into the kitchen looking in the fridge for something to drink. “Water, orange, fruit, or apple?” He thought to himself. He stood there for a second before grabbing a bottle of orange juice. He opened the juice and took a sip whilst walking to dining room. As he was taking another sip he found Dom sitting at the table eating and his throat seized in shock. “Holy shit he’s way too quiet,” he thought to himself as he tried to stop choking on the orange juice. Dom watched the whole time, but Vel tried his hardest to implant control on his emotions. Velorn wiped his chin from orange juice as he started breathing properly and thought he’d greet Dom,” G-good afternoon Dom. Sorry about the noise, I-I didn’t notice you were there a-and you know, w-well drinks and shock don’t really m-mix together.” Velorn waited for a minute or two as Dom chewed before he said,” Good afternoon Velorn.” Velorn’s control immediately broke and his emotions came full force. His heart sinking as his confusion grew and grew. “I’m- I’m Vel. I’m supposed to be Vel.” he thought to himself. He laced his fingers around his juice as he felt his hands begin to tremble when he spoke,” I thought- I just-,” he closed his mouth not knowing what to say. Velorn watched as Dom grabbed his plate and completely ignored him as he walked into the kitchen. Velorn could feel the ice cold vibes Dom was giving off towards him and his eyes started to tear. He didn’t understand what happened to make Dom act like this towards him. He felt the first, fresh tear slide down his cheek as his face grew heated and his lips trembled. He quietly ran to his room where he locked himself into his closet. He changed into fluffy pajama pants, but kept his his tank top and sweater. He wrapped himself in a soft blanket as he layed in the comfort of the teddy bears he had at the back of his closet. He let all of his tears fly free as he was in his safe space. He began to think back to every moment he spoke to Dom, his mind searching for where he could of possibly messed up. Then he began to wonder if maybe it was just him, maybe it was the way he looked, the way he spoke, the way he acted. Maybe Dom just hated him in general. “Was that it?” he thought to himself. He began to cry harder as he realized that the man he was secretly falling for never liked him, not even an inkling of emotion other than hatred. 

     He hadn’t noticed it at all when it happened, but he’d fallen asleep from crying too much then as well as last night, his face covered in tears, hand wide open where the juice bottle fell from his hand, and his body curled into all of his bears.