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layan:


when faisal and i checked into the hotel he asked them for two rooms.
i wasn't expecting them to tell him there were no available rooms other than one joined with one bed.


that embarrassing moment: when your married to someone you love, but have no idea how to:

1. face awkward moments

2. act like a married couple

or

3. grow and let the relationship grow with time.

our hotel lobby manager is basically forcing us to cut out a year of that 'time'

i feel myself blush and just stand behind faisal and let him deal with the dude.

" I'm sorry sir but we only have a single bed room available" he says
faisal looks angry but he does something more terrifying than what id expected an angry faisal to do

he smiled sweetly at the man

faisal: " do you like your job sir?"
ok ive let this go on long enough, and the man looks afraid enough as it is.

me:" ok well take it" i say and faisal looks at me for a long second before shrugging his shoulders.

the man gives me our room key and shows us us to our room.

the room had one bed and i freaked out a bit.

faisal leaned against the wall and crossed his arms around his chest.


when i realised faisal was looking at me i quickly faked a smile.

he pushed himself off the wall

faisal:" I'm taking the couch" he says and throws himself onto the couch.

i just look at him for a humiliatingly long second. he was face down on the couch looking like a giant black leopard.

something about it doesnt feel right though

me:" its my fault we got this room in the first place ill take the couch" i offer.

he turned his face slowly to me.

faisal:" ana ilrayal willa intay?" he asks me glaring at me.

me:" marriage is partnership. we split everything in half faisal. " i say

he glares at me and i enter a staring competition with him.

at one point i blinked. faisal took this as his cue to go to sleep.

i groaned furiously.


i got into my brown and yellow teddy pjs.

in hindsight i really shouldn't have bought these.

I'm too insecure to be comfortable in these but i didn't expect to be rooming with faisal.

i looked like an insecure twelve year old standing in the middle of a room staring at a sleeping lion of a man.

i sighed and closed the lights.

i went to the bed and found that i wasn't going to let faisal get away with this.

i got up and walked to the couch.
i lay down next to him though i have no idea how i managed to do that.
i got the blanket with me.
if he's going to be uncomfortable than so am i .

i reluctantly fell asleep.

in the middle of the night i think i heard faisal mutter something.

faisal:" layan 3nadich mo 6abee3y" he said before picking me up and carrying me to the bed.

me:" no point. if you go back to that couch I'm going back too" i say.
he looked at me frustrated.

he signed and climbed into the king sized bed next to me.

i realized faintly as i fell asleep that faisal blushed just then.
he was laying as far away on the bed as he could.
it was hilarious. i tried to muffle my laughs and coughed instead.