The Pretty Boy In The Sheets| bxb | Slowly Editing

Chapter four

🌸This chapter is a little long🌸

Also, things have been getting crazy for women, I mean have you heard of the David dobrik case? Please be safe, here's a cute kitty couple to make you feel better!

🌺Now onto the story 🌺

||CALLUM THIRD POV||

The first thing that came to mind about Eric, as he stood there filling up to two cups with beer— was that he helped his sister, a few days ago Callum remembered his sister running blushing over to him at his locker and soon learned how much of a prick Jay was, well more than he already knew— and that Eric wasn't a completely brain dead. Callum didn't like sports or the people who played them.

The second thing that came to mind was how good looking he was— he stood there eyeing each and every feature of the man, "hey" Callum spoke a little too close— it made Eric flinch as he swung his head back to process who had just blown into his ear.

"I just wanted to say thank you for warning my sister, though I don't think-" Callum let out a dry chuckle before continuing, "-she will stop liking him any time soon I found it cool you stood up. Thanks, man." Callum envy Eric— There were a lot of reasons to envy Eric in Callum's mind.

First, he was straight— Callum was bisexual but he didn't have much interest in women like he did in a man. Second, He was good-looking — Callum could go on and on about him. The pretty green eyes, Not so much bright nor were they dark— somehow they fit into the level of perfection, not too radiant or dull. His blonde hair in a heated messy on the top of his head, flowing in different directions and worse than bed hair but Callum thought, honestly it added to the level of attraction.

"I-" Eric stuttered over his words making Callum hold back his giggles as his phone went off in his pocket.

"Hold on-" Callum said quickly checking the message to see it was Kyle— 'Hey babe.. sorry I have to cancel our plans next Friday. Work came up, will you forgive me?' Callum frown reading the message, his eyes scanning it as if trying to read between the lines but the same lies only filled in his head. He typed a quick okay before looking up to a worried Eric.

He handed Callum the drink and he gladly took it, gulping it down without any regrets. The two chatted some, drinking more and more— telling each other sibling stories that made them laugh in tears, forgetting about Kyle, Callum was enjoying himself. Maybe a little too much though, "WooWww, I'm feeling HIGH baby." Callum sang in different pitches as Eric helped him upstairs, It wasn't because Eric was sober or anything it's just he has been here a few good times and knew where to step and when.

"I love me so much," Callum giggled— "I love me so fucking much. You wouldn't understand, pretty boy." Callum winked.

They finally reached upstairs, "pretty boy?" Eric slurred as he let out an amused smile. The two stumbled into a bedroom, shutting the door behind them and crashing onto the queen bed. Eric rolled to his back, "you're the pretty boy." He stated.

Callum popping his face from the sheets he turned it to Eric who eyed him carefully, now the two boys somewhat quiet beside Eric hiccups coming in and out— the sound of the loud music and the moaning in the room right next to them, maybe it wasn't all so quiet, yet it still felt like they were the only ones in the world in this bedroom at Jackson's party.

"Are you calling me cute..?" Callum asked.

"Yeah. Really cute."

"That's gay." Callum snorted.