A Very Gay Highschool Story

In A Different Light

Stephen

Tony still sleeps in my bed, but only when his nightmares get bad, which is almost every night. I don't mind though, he looks adorable and peaceful when he sleeps. The first time I had this thought, it surprised me, but I remembered that not everyone is straight anymore, so, I might as well not be.

Tonight was one of those nights. Tony was fast asleep, gently holding my hand as I listened to him breath. It didn't seem like he was having a nightmare since his breathing was calm and his hand was loose on mine. I felt like it was now safe for me to sleep since he is showing no signs of fear or distress. It felt like I had just closed my eyes when I heard him scream. 

"No!" He screamed, sounding pitiful. "Stephen!"

His hand clung to mine, feeling like he would break it if it he held on any harder. I grabbed his shoulder with my free hand and attempted to shake him awake. It didn't work.

"Tony." I say into his ear. "Wake up."

He shot up with a final scream, shaking intently. I pull him into my torso as his parents stumbled into the doorway. This is the most concerned I have seen Mr. Stark. The nightmare that Tony had was the worst of them all. The screaming was definitely new. Of course, Mr. and Mrs. Stark knew about the nightmares, but none of us knew or expected them to get to this intensity. 

"I've got this." I mouth to them and Maria nodded, dragging Mr. Stark behind her. It seemed like he didn't want to leave Tony, but Maria trusted me. "You're okay. It was just a dream."

Tony was breathing fast and heavy with no signs of calming soon. I placed a gentle hand on his cheek and turned his head so that he was facing me. He had tears in his eyes and he looked terrified. His breath was till fast and I was worried that he wouldn't calm down soon. I remembered reading something somewhere to help him calm down, but I didn't know how he was going to react, but his breathing was too fast for his own good. 

So I did it, and he made a muffled surprised noise, but he didn't pull away. He just sat there until I pulled away. When I did, his breathing was normal, but his eyes were wide with shock. 

Tony

He kissed me. Why would he do that? I'm reading too much into this, he probably did it to calm my breathing. I've read that a distraction, like kissing, could help someone calm down when they are hyperventilating. I wiped may face and smiled at him. 

"Thank you." I tell him.

"For what?" He asked, looking confused.

"Finding a way to calm me." I stated as if it were obvious.

"Your welcome?" The statement sounding more like a question. "By the way, you're parent's seemed very concerned, especially your dad."

I gave him a look before getting out of bed and going to check on my parents. I walk into their room and am attacked from both sides. My parents bodies firmly press into mine as they hug me. I look up at my dad. I have never seen him so emotional before in my life.

"Is there anything that we could help you with?" He asked.

"I have been having trouble with sleep for a while, I think that information could help you with your decision on what to do." I tell them and they pull away. "I should probably go back to bed."

I walk to Stephen's room and see that he is asleep. I haven't really seen him asleep before. He doesn't really look much different. He is looks a bit more soft than he normally does, but that's really about it. I crawl under the covers and press myself to his side. He put one of his arms around me and I smiled. I felt safe like this, being held close to him. It felt right and I felt like I was at home like this. I wanted to stay like this forever.