Discrepancy

The Story

Quite unexpectedly, my muse came and I went to play sports. Intense, to complete exhaustion, even to pain. Let's call it compensation for various other shortcomings ... From non-existent, sport has become almost life-saving for me! And I met him there without even looking for him. I liked it visually the second our eyes met. His was straightforward, open, and mine - intrigued, embarrassed, etc. He was exactly my type visually - as if my dreams materialized in front of me, and I had seen only his face, because he was there not to build muscle, but he greeted us, the crazy tying athletes, at the front desk. Coincidentally, he shaped the administrative details around me - I know it was politeness and goodwill due to professional duties ..., but my good impression of him grew stronger - somehow I sank into those warm eyes and that's it. I looked for him with my eyes when I arrived and the same as when I left. He wasn't stupid, he obviously felt me ​​and started to disappear when I appeared, I was sick ... Our greetings were kind of stiff, drawn, ridiculously incompetent, after which we foolishly lowered our eyes ... I'm older than him, it's clear ... I don't mind ... I liked every second of my contacts with him and I just said to myself that he has no interest in me and that's it.

And that day when I was leaving training and going down the stairs, with my peripheral vision I saw him sitting on the couch right in front of the damn ladder, talking to someone ... I felt him look at me as I ran downstairs, staring hard at my shoes in concern. Going out of the locker room minutes later, I wanted the ground to close and disappear, because I had to pass him again, turning my back on him and walking away, he was sitting there all alone and I could feel his gaze on me until I left the club with undisguised relief ... And since that day I don't know how to deal with him ? !! I want it with every fiber of my body; I hadn't liked a man like that for a long time, and I'm dying of dizziness and fear of accidentally meeting his gaze and ... literally dying on the spot from an irresistible longing ... And I'm so old now that I'm ashamed to I admit them ... How to behave, tell me? !! and I'm dying of dizziness and fear that I might accidentally meet his gaze and ... literally die on the spot from an irresistible longing ... And I'm so old now that I'm ashamed to admit them ... How to behave, say? !! and I'm dying of dizziness and fear that I might accidentally meet his gaze and ... literally die on the spot from an irresistible longing ... And I'm so old now that I'm ashamed to admit them ... How to behave, say? !!

Last Updated
September 11, 2020
Author:
kimoshi_01

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