Martijn POV

We are eating dinner in my dining room, we basically just ordered pizza and took some beers from my fridge.

"Chris, you have to stay sober, I'm so sorry" Minerva tells him.

"Ah, don't worry, I'm OK with it "

"Tonight you are staying here. Drink, come on" I tell him offering Chris a beer.

"Are you sure we can all stay here? Isn't your girlfriend getting mad?"

"Naaah. She's jealous, but she knows who you are, so... "

"Ok then. Let's get the party started"

[...]

Three hours later

Music is blasting from my studio's speakers, and we are closed in here to dance like in the club without the neighbors getting annoyed. Thanks sound absorber walls!

It's crazy how cool is to share my songs with people, without the fact of moving from home.

Plus, we couldn't have been drinking a full vodka bottle in 4. I have to say we all are pretty used to alcohol, but we are half drunk anyway.

Not totally compromised, but.... I can feel it.

It's almost 3 in the morning when we decide to go to bed and rest. As always, Chris & Chris are sleeping together in the guests room, while my girlfriend without benefits is sleeping with me.

Well. She isn't 'without benefits' anymore, but.... Let's pretend she is, ok?

The couple enters the guests room saying goodnight, while me and my princess go to my room.

"Are you sure I can sleep with you?" Minerva asks me.

She's not sober at all....

"Yes. Why?"

"Charelle of course. She's going to get mad at me"

"Charelle will never know this...."

She stays silent for a while.

"I'm hoping this will stop"

"Why?"

"Because.... Martijn you have a girlfriend and I have a boyfriend. We can't just keep on with sleeping in the same bed"

We sit on the bed to talk.

"Do you want me to sleep on the couch?" I ask her.

"No you aren't of course. I will"

"Why don't you want to sleep with me?" I ask her, really noticing her willing to leave.

"I'm afraid of what we can do"

"Oh come on, we aren't having sex or anything else. This afternoon's kiss was a total mistake. It was so stupid from me and I'm so sorry"

"I forgive you, but I'm not sure....." she says still shy.

"Come on.... We'll share some cuddles"

"This means I have to cuddle you too..." she laughs leaving her hands on her hips.

"Yep. For sure you have."

She facepalms herself but in the end, she accepts to come in bed with me.

"OK.... Just.... I need something comfortable to change into"

"I'll give you a shirt of mine" I tell her walking to my closet.

"Nope, I want the alien one" she says pointing at the t-shirt I'm wearing with puppy eyes.

"Do you want this? Here...." I tell her removing my t-shirt.

"yessss"

She starts to undress, yeah, in front of me, but she keeps everything covered.
Anyway, her lacey black underwear is so interesting....

Then she slides on my t-shirt, that looks so cute on her, maybe because of the size, obviously too large for her tiny body.

"Here Mr. Garrix. I'm ready"

"ok Miss, time to go to bed" I say carrying her to bed like a princess.
"Wiiiiieee hahahaha"

I make her lay on my bed and cover her body with the sheets, starting to comb her hair with my fingers while sitting on the bed.

"Oohhhhh.... Mhhh" she mumbles hiding under the sheets.

"Get in bed Marty, I want to share"

"Sure thing Bae" I tell her laughing and getting under the sheets with her.

She immediately hugs me and starts to scratch my back, squeezing my buttocks.
She's drunk..... For sure.

"Ewww look.... Fat ass"

"You love my ass"

"Sure, I do. But that doesn't mean I won't bother you with my jokes"

Minerva starts to laugh and rolls over the bed to lay right next to me and bother me with her light squeezes all over my body.

"Where's my favorite potato?" she asks partially laying on my torso and leaving her head on my chest.

"Here I am, ready for cuddles!"

Laughing she starts to caress my chest and arms, intertwining her legs with mine.
As always, her hands land on my stomach, but this time she isn't going to touch some abs.

Her hand stops over my tummy and starts to squeeze it gently.

"Gerard.... Take off your pants, come on"

"What do you mean with this?" I ask her, trying to convince myself that she's not trying to fuck me.

She scrolls her head smiling and begins to fidget with my jeans. She tugs hard on the fastening until my jeans unbutton and fixes my boxers hem too.
Wait. What? Is she really undressing me?

"I thought you would have appreciated the fact that I always let you stay comfortable..."

Ohhh ok.

"I thought you wanted to do the nasties...."

"No, not enough alcohol in my blood" she says, still fidgeting with my unbuttoned jeans.

She grabs the zipper and unzips my jeans, my friend down there definitely appreciated it...

She pulls down the denim fabric and, maybe touching a little too much, slides them down my legs. I finally remove them from my ankles and throw them over a chair in my room.

"Here Miss, you got me ready to go to sleep"

"I am ready too" she says after unclasping her bra and pulling it off from under my t-shirt.

"Mhhhhh.... Nice"

"Martijn. You are such a porn addicted"

"I would have fucked you right away if I were one"

"Don't say it please..... Don't" she tells me laughing.

"Ok ... Ok" I answer taking her in my arms and spooning.

She lets me massage her hand until she falls asleep, but she just closes her eyes and I feel her soft breathing just after a minute or two.

She's just too cute.... Messy hair, my t-shirt, and my hand in hers.....

Fuck, I love this feeling.

But I have a girlfriend that I love to death too.....

Holyyyy shiiiiiitttt....

What am I supposed to do now??