I Love You | A Shoey Fanfic(UNDER MAJOR REWRITING)

Chapter 50 ._,

~The Day After Chapter Forty-Eight~

Shane's POV

Feather light kisses, genital touches, warmth. Lust, pleasure, love. Darkness, searing pain, screams.

I jumped awake, heart pounding in my ears, and sweating. Can I not have a normal dream, one void of terrifying images and hurt? 

I settled back down onto my pillow, then when feeling how grossly moist it was I threw it to the floor. I let my head fall to the right, which was an amazing decision on my part considering the sight I got. Joey was still deep in his own dreams, his seemingly more pleasant then mine had been. He had his face smushed into his pillow, but no so completely that I couldn't see some of his face. He had nuzzled himself into the blanket, which was pulled up to his shoulders. God, he's such a beautiful being. 

Once satisfied with how much I had gotten to stare at his sleeping face, I rolled over to look at the alarm clock. It read: 12:47. Appropriate time to make breakfast, I would think.

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After and hour of running around the kitchen, and burning a few things, breakfast is complete. In all honestly I'm surprised I didn't burn the kitchen down; I deserve a medal.

"Shane?" A tired voice called, I stopped making up our plates, and turned around to face him. "What are you doing?" He questioned, curiously glancing behind me.

"I made breakfast," I told him flashing a smile, then picked up our plates and sat them down on the dining table.

"You didn't have to do that," He told me sitting down at the table with me. "You /are/ taking me to a Panic! concert, I could do something." He finished, taking a bite of eggs.

"No, this day is all about you. And besides, it's just breakfast." I shrugged, then shoved a fork full of food into my mouth. I did quite good on these if I do say so myself.

"So about what time are we going to leave, do you think?" He asked after a moment of silence.

 "Probably around two." I replied. I had already been through the numbers over a thousand times to make sure we wouldn't be late, and have some leisure time before hand. 

"What time does it start?"

"Eight-ish. Why, do you not trust my planning skills?" I challenged jokingly.

"No, I just wanted to know for myself," He was like. "I do trust you, you know."

"I would hope so." He smiled at me before starting up eating again. After some time a faint ringing was to be heard emanating from somewhere in the house. "It's probably Sawyer, I told him to call when they were ready." Joey nodded then stood to answer the call from the bedroom. He came back into view soon after the alert had stopped with the device held up to his ear.

"Do you want to take their car?" 

"Yeah, it'll probably be easier when dropping everyone off when we get back." He relayed the message to the person he was talking to. I stood and began clearing our plates to put them into the sink for later cleaning. I heard him say his goodbyes as I finished up the last one. He walked over to me from the kitchen entrance, sliding my phone into my pocket before he, quickly kissed my cheek. 

"Thank you for doing this, you don't know how much it means to me that you planned all of this. You're honestly the best, and I can't believe you're even real." He gushed, giving me the most heartfelt look.

"Damn straight. I am like a dream." I joked, making him smile and push my shoulder.

"Shut up."

"Hey, that's no way to treat your dream boyfriend!"