Hobo in my basement?

chapter 5

*Mitsuki's POV*


I nervously waved goodbye to my big sis Gina and my little brother Nicky as they made their way outside, towards the park. It was like hell trying to convince my sis that I had to stay behind to do homework. Now thinking back, that move was pretty stupid considering I never do my homework. Ha ha. I closed the front door and ran straight to my mom's room. I got a men's razor and cream from her boyfriend's drawer, wondering if he would notice it was missing. I shrugged at the thought and went through his underwear drawer. This was the part that disgusted me. I slowly opened the drawer and looked inside. He had separated his socks and underwear. His socks were on the left side while his underwear was on the right. I hesitantly grabbed the closest pair of underwear to me and lifted it up to my eye level. As I looked at the size to see if it would fit, I started thinking of the horror of someone walking in on me while I had the underwear in my hands. I quickly shoved it in the plastic bag which contained more of my mom's boyfriend's belongings.
As I walked into the kitchen to prepare a breakfast for myself and H, several thoughts crossed my mind. Will he like my breakfast even if Nicky wont eat anything I cook? Is he allergic to anything? What is his favorite breakfast? Does he like his eggs sunny side up or scrambled?
I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my phone start to ring. I picked it up and saw the caller ID. Mom. I pressed the talk button and with shaking hands I lifted the phone to my ear.
"Mitsuki? Sweet heart? I'm sorry to tell you, but I'm going to be late home today. I wanted to know if Gina could cook today?"
"Umm," I paused,  "Oh! Better yet I'll cook today. So I don't have to bother Gina." If I asked Gina to cook tonight, that would mean she would drive home early to start cooking, meaning I wouldn't be able to bring H into the house. 
"Are you up to the task? I don't want you to burn yourself." My mom asked doubtfully. 
I interpreted this as "Please don't give us food poisoning again."
"Don't worry mom, I will cook something without any red meat tonight."
My mom sighed, sounding defeated. "Well okay then, but please be careful while cooking."
After I finished talking to her on my phone, I grabbed the things I collected for H and put them on the toilet seat.Then I started to head down to the basement outside. 
My heart started to beat harder the closer I got to where H was. What happens if he isn't here anymore? Does he really trust me? Why should I trust him? I am so crazy for doing this. I could get raped! I stopped at the closed door in front of me and knocked three times. 
"H are you still there?" I whispered.
Suddenly the door cracked open, showing the most beautiful dark blue eyes peeking on the other side. H swung open the door completely and I was greeted with a smile. "You're finally back. I started to worry about what took you so long."
I noticed that he was a few inches taller than me. This bothered me to some extent. I didn't like to be reminded that I was short. "Well sorry I took so long. I had to go through my mom's boyfriend's things just for you." I snapped.
His smile slightly faded. "Did something happen up there? You seem a little angry..."
"A little angry you say? Will yes I'm A LITTLE angry. I'm angry because now I have to cook your breakfast AND cook dinner for my family! Not to mention I also just went through the embarrassing experience of going through my mom's boyfriend's underwear! And to top it off, I keep thinking that I would be met with an empty room when I came to get you!" I yelled back at him.
He stood there with a blank face for a few seconds.
I sighed. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. I just lied to my sister and it's hard for me to lie at all. I'm also horrible at hiding things from others. I can't handle stress very well either." I felt my eyes start to sting as I confessed everything that had happened while I was upstairs. It was unusual for me to tell anyone my weakness, even my own sister had trouble making me talk when I was upset. I suddenly felt a wet stream running down my cheeks. I couldn't believe it. I was crying and a stranger caused it!? 
I quickly turned my back to him and roughly wiped the tears from my eyes. I can't show my weakness. I feel pathetic crying in front of someone!
Le-lets go upstairs now so you can shower and eat. I bet you're starving!" I said while I quickly started to walk towards the stairs. Unfortunately, my escape was foiled as I felt a firm grip on my hand as I was pulled backwards. I was engulfed by a warm embrace. I shockingly looked up to see that H was hugging me from behind.  
"I didn't realize I was causing you so much pain. I'm so sorry." H whispered with such a sweet and honest voice in my ear. My legs suddenly felt like jelly .Sadly enough, his horrible stench brought me back into reality. I slowly pried his hands off of me and took a few steps forward.
Trying to conceal my embarrassing blush, I half turned to him. "Don't worry about it. I'm a strong person. I bet I can handle this." I grinned, "Anyways you smell terrible, I can't stand it any longer. I feel like my nose is about to rot because of how bad you smell!" I let out a small snicker. 
H's smile grew bigger. "I have to agree with you there. I'm actually not sure if I even have a nose still." He said while poking his nose and attempting to look down at it. We both gave a short laugh at his comment and started to head up stairs. As I turned away from him I could feel my cheeks burn. I could still feel his warmth on my back. Oh how I wanted to hug him back. But I most certainly cant'! I don't even know him that well. I have to get my act together!
I opened the back door that lead into the kitchen and proceeded to enter the kitchen. I waved my hand so H could follow. "You see that door? That's the door to the bathroom. I left you some things inside for you to use." I said and turned around to face him. I noticed he was holding a pair of pants and a button shirt in his arms. "I see that you found some clothes. Well, you can just leave your old clothes in the corner of the bathroom so I can pick them up and wash them for you later." I said. I wonder if my cheeks are still red?
H quickly nodded and started to head to the bathroom. 
"Wait I forgot to ask! What would you like to eat?" 
H smiled at me. "I will eat anything you cook for me."
I started to feel my cheeks burning again. He would eat anything I cook for him? Does that mean he wouldn't eat it if it wasn't made with my own two hands?
"Well I mean, it's the least I can do to not be picky about food and just be grateful I'm eating something." He said with a shrug.
Oh. I felt angry and embarrassed with myself. What is wrong with me? How could I have though of something so stupid? Why am I feeling like this? This is all his fault!
I smiled evilly. "If you said you would eat anything I cook, then I wish you the best of luck. 'Cause no one has ever survived my cooking before."
H's face paled and he gulped. 
"Um, better yet, why don't I just cook myself something? I don't want to trouble you anymore..." H suggested nervously. 
I narrowed my eyes at him and sighed with frustration.
"Whatever. Like I care." I said while walking towards my room.
"Wait, where are you going?" H asked.
"To my room, why? Do you need help washing yourself too?" I teased indignantly.
H's cheeks reddened and he turned toward the bathroom. "N-no, I was just wondering."
I felt so good making him feel embarrassed. Take that H. Now you know how I feel. Ha!
I opened my bedroom door and threw myself on my twin bed. My eyes suddenly felt heavy. I tried to fight the urge to sleep, but lost miserably as I fell into a deep dreamless sleep.