My Friend Niké

With simply friendly intentions I say "you can come back to mine if you want." Then we are laying there, side-by-side, positive tension. “I have cold feet” I say piercing a moment of awkward silence. I stretch out and fall asleep quite comfortably but I do notice the lack of space on my side of the bed and pretend not to. In the morning I felt I should have apologised for the lack of cuddles. He pretends he’s not disappointed.