L.O.M.B.F. - Lusting Over My Best Friend

❤Acacia's POV❤

"That dream was a weird one ...," I mumbled soon after opened my eyes. My throat is dry, resulting in whispering my sentence instead of saying it loud.

"Oh, you woke up! Thanks, God!" I see my childhood friend jump to standing position from the chair beside the bed I lay on, "You scare me, love! I thought you will be dead, you know I can't live without you," he whimpered.

He helps me to sit, then take a sit behind me so I'm leaning on his chest, and push a bottled water with a straw to my mouth. I gulp the liquid until it's empty.

He put the empty bottle on the bedside table and hug me from behind, "Next time, tell me whenever you feel sick, don't wait until it gets bad and fainting!" he scolds me then kisses my head.

I inspect the room we're in. White and light blue wallpaper, small LED TV across from the bed hanging on the wall, a set of small table and chair in the corner of the room, white ceramic tile, strong disinfectant smell.

We are in a hospital room.

"Sebby ...." I called.

"Hmm?"

"Don't you want to hear about my weird dream?" I asked. "And why are we in a hospital?"

"I will hear about the dream later, Princess. As for why we're here ... a very naughty girl works too hard, didn't touch her food, and refuse to sleep. I found her laying on the floor with fever. I was worried to death and carried her here."

"Oops." Thank God I have him, be I not, I might have died and people just discover my body 30 years later. "Sorry, and thank you. I love you."

"Don't you dare to do that again," he said, tightening his hug to me. "Mom will be here, soon."

His mom has died when he was eight years old, and I was six. Our parents was best friends since they were in high school. Their house is just ten minutes walk from ours. He called my mother, Mom too.

"You called Mom?" I'm in trouble.

"How could I not? You've been sick more than two days!" he hissed.

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I had a long and serious scold from my mother. What makes her worried more was, that she can't stay here too long, as she need to taking care after Dad who was recovering from hemorrhoid post-operation.

Mom parked her car and we get out of it. Sebby carries me to our apartment and places me carefully on my bed.

"Thank you so much for taking care of Cassie, Seb. I swear she won't live this long without you," Mom said while arranging my scattered paint tubes on it's box.

"I won't live without her either," he shrugged.

"I know. You two want me to cook before I go home?" Mom asked and we getting pale.

"No, thanks!" we choired. Mom laughed.

Mom is the worst cook who existed. We could eat mom's cook, but instead of recovering, I will be dead from food poisoning.

"Okay kids, I have to pick Aster up from ballet school. If Cassie makes any trouble again, just leave her be, Seb, you can get another girl who won't make your life miserable."

Aster is my kid sister that ten years apart from me. She is ten years old.

"Ouch! I'm your daughter!" I hissed, Mom rolls her eyes and Seb chuckled.

"I just want her, thanks," he mumbled before walking Mom out.

Sebastian and I are best friends since forever. He is two years older than me and becomes attached to me soon after saw me for the first time, when I just born. We loved each other so dearly, but never officially bring our relationship to the next level.

After he come inside, he cooks dinner for us and we retired to our rooms soon after we eat. We already lived in this apartment for almost four years, since we attend college in the same university, where I take art major while Seb takes engineering.

I woke up in the middle of the night with cold sweat all over my body and decided to take a warm bubble bath. It's time to get clean, though. Last time I shower was before the hospital, which means it was three days ago. Ew!

This apartment has two bedrooms, one bathroom, an open area with a modern kitchen plus pantry, and a living room that we installed a large sofa bed and a very good audio system with 40" LED TV. We both love music and also performers. Three times a week, we have a job to fill the live concert in a famous cafe nearby.

We worked as a team because Sebby won't leave me alone, and I can do nothing without him. The other job I do is graphic designer, I receive job online and offline. Seb tutoring math for kids, he gives courses in our house. Both of us also modeling for some local clothing line. We have accepted some endorsements on our social media accounts too. We are pretty famous duo.

I get out of my room only in my thin and short robe, the only one who sees me would be Seb and he already sees all of me, as we grow up together just like siblings. But he grows a lot, cough, sexier, while I stop growing at tenth grade. Cough, I'm short, just 5'2" while Seb towering over me at 6'4".

The bathroom door opened just before I touch the handle. Seb coming out only in a towel that wraps him low around his waist. Gulp, can't help but stare at him. The muscle glory ... broad shoulder, biceps, toned chest, six-pack abs, V-line, and olive complexion.

He is hot.

"Baby, you checking me out again." He chuckled.

With that body, who won't?

"Why did you shower in the middle of the night?" I asked.

He blushed. "Boy's business," he said, winked, and left me there without a proper answer.

I shrugged it off and proceed with my plan to bathe. After drying myself, I get dressed in a tank-top and hot-pants, then snuggle to Sebastian in his room. I fall asleep while spooning my handsome so-called bestie.

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💙Sebastian's POV💙

My phone alarm vibrating at 7 am. I feel something warm and soft pressed in my back. I look down to a small hand that draped over my waist, lift it, and turn slowly to lay in my back, then slide the tiny arm on my stomach.

Now I seeing the most beautiful girl sleeping. Her soft porcelain skin, thick and wavy jet-black long hair, curly and long lashes, little nose, chubby cheeks, and full pink lips. I already fall in love with her since she was a baby.

Two days ago, she gives me a heart attack when I found her lay down on the floor of her room, with fever. I scooped her, ran out of our house to get a cab and rushed her to the hospital. I didn't use my car because I need to hold her all the way there.

I lean over to peck her partly open lips. I did this often when she sleeps, stealing kisses. She smelt like chocolate from her bubble bath. My Cassie, my love, I want her to be mine. I hope that she won't reject me when I confess my feeling.

She snuggles closer to me, one of her legs sling on the top of my thigh and rubs her core to me. Shit, she gives me a boner. Her hand slides dangerously close to my member. She always gives me a reason to start and end my day with a cold shower.

"Princess ...." I try to wake her up.

Her hand now is on top of my hard member. I gulped and try to be as still as I could, distracting my dirty mind with the song playlist for our performance tonight. Her hand keeps moving around. I close my eyes.

"Acacia Dawson, your hand shouldn't be there." I raise my voice.

"My hand could be everywhere it wants, you are mine," she mumbled, her eyes are still closed.

"Baby ... please," I whimper as her hand squeezing. I hope this girl understands her effect on me.

Her eyes snaps open, scares the shit out of me. In one swift motion, she straddling me and bent over, place her hands in my chest.

"You are mine, Sebastian," she said with those blue eyes look at me, then leave me stunned in my room. Am I imagining things?

She won't get away from this. I run after her and watching she already started to cooking breakfast. I hug her from behind and kiss her head.

"Was I hearing right?" I asked.

"Hear what?" she asked back while pouring some batter into the pan.

"You said that I'm yours," I said, she chuckled.

"You are mine," she confirmed.

I think this is the right time to ask her to be my girlfriend, but the doorbell beat me just before I open my mouth. I groaned.