Teddy Bear (boyxboy)

Chapter 10

I open my eyes, and am immediately met by a dim room. I'm thankful to whoever turned on my fairy lights because i hate the dark. It scares me. I look around for Caleb, but am instead met with the funny sight of mr meanie butt, sitting on Caleb's bed, sleeping, with a little drool coming out of his mouth.

I giggle to myself as i climb out of bed, my bare feet touching the cold floor. I quietly creep over to him, making sure not to wake him.

I'm like a detective.

I fight the urge to giggle at my thought.

I climb up onto the bed, studying him for a little while. He's pretty. Not like the way my momma is pretty, but he's another type of pretty. His lips are really rosy. Like Snow White. And he has long eyelashes.

Part of me wants to touch them but i don't want to wake the sleeping man.

His chest rises and falls with large heaves. It reminds me of waves on the ocean. I like the ocean. It reminds me of when my momma and poppa took me to another state to go to the beach. I liked the way the sand got stuck between my toes.

I didn't like having to take a bath afterward to get it off though. I hate having to take baths.

Jonas got stung my a jellyfish that day. He screamed like a girl. He hasn't been in the ocean ever since.

I giggle quietly at the memory.

I tilt my head as i watch him sleep. Is that what i look like when I sleep too? Thats embarrassing. I wonder if he's dreaming. How can someone so mean look so peaceful when they sleep.

I crawl closer to him, trying to get a better look.

He's even prettier up close. He's got brown fluffy hair that i wanted to run my fingers through.

Throwing all caution to the wind, i move closer to him, seating myself on his lap, straddling him. I experimentally place my hand on his head, feeling his hair.

Its just as soft as it looks.

I bring my other hand up, playing with it. I feel him shift underneath me but i don't pay attention to it, too engrossed in thinking about all the different ways i could style his hair, using him as my personal Barbie doll.

His body goes stiff beneath me and i let my eyes drift from his hair down to his eyes which are now fluttering open. It takes him a few seconds, but when he see's me, his eyes go wide, and his hands latch onto my hips, filling my stomach with an odd feeling. I like the feeling though.

He smiles gently at me though, letting his eyes wander around my frame, examining me. "What are you doing little one?" He asks, making a blush rise to my cheeks at the term of endearment.

"You haw sowft" i say, pointing towards his mop of brow locks, which was now a fluffy mess because of me and my expert hands

"You think my hair is soft?" He asks, and i nod, raising my hands to go back to playing with his hair. I stop when i get an idea. I quickly climb off his lap and off the bed, being careful not to slip and fall. I rummage through my drawers, trying to find what I'm looking for.

When i find it, i happily giggle, running back over to the bed, where the sleepy guy is sitting, staring at me with confusion. I jump on the bed and I push him back to where he was before. His eyes go wide again when i climb back onto his lap.

"What are you doing baby boy?" He asks, fondly

I raise my hand, showing him the purple butterfly clips that i have.