Three's a Crowd(boyxboy) (Completed!)

Chapter 10: Let's Not Talk About it

Deans POV: thursday

The next day came all too soon, and the the sun slowly began to peak through the partially shut hot pink curtains. We ended up sleeping through the night.

I was still laying with Payton in my arms, him still fast asleep.

I didn't want to wake him, but I had to use the bathroom, so I gently shook his arm. "Hey Payton... Payton wake up."

He grunted. "Huh...? What's... Going on..? I'm... sleeping..." he mumbled with his eyes still shut.

"I gotta use the washroom. Can I have my arms back please?" I asked still groggy.

"Nghh....I'm... comfy..." He grabbed my arm tighter.

"C'mon Payton, I gotta piss badly." I urged.

"So... piss later... I'm.. warm..." he said still partially asleep.

I was going to wake him up the way I normally did, but I stopped. Right, he didn't want me doing that anymore... "If you don't let me up, I'm going to do on you." I threatened

He woke right up and Jumped away from me. "EW! ABSOLUTELY NOT!"

"That's what I thought." I chuckled, and climbed out of his bed.

"You're disgusting, you know that? You know how I am with... Liquids..." He shivered in disgust.

"I would never actually. I just wanted you to get up."

"Asshole!" He punched me in the arm."

I pushed him on to his bed playfully. "Jerk."

He smirked and laid on his back with his arms propping him up. "Hurry back, I'm getting cold without your heat."

"Yeah yeah." I said still smirking, and left the room going towards the bathroom.

***
Later that morning, we went out for breakfast. After last night, I figured we could use something nice to lighten the mood.

We hadn't brought up anything from conversation last night, and I could tell it was still eating at him.
He wasn't his usual self, and despite his efforts to conceal his feelings, I saw right through him.

"Hey Payton?" I asked him suddenly.

"Hmm?" He mumbled in surprise. He still had a forkful of eggs in his mouth.

"I just... Well about last night..." My words came out much more awkward then I had anticipated them to.

"I'm going to stop you right there." He interrupted,  raising his hand making a stop motion at me. "Last night, was last night. Let's just forget about it. Besides, I'm over it." He clearly wasn't.

"But you aren't... I can tell it's been bothering you since we left this morning." I told him. "Be honest with me for a second."

He looked away with guilt. "Please... Please just let me pretend. It's easier for the both of us."

I grabbed his hand with a serious expression. "We can't just ignore everything. I hurt you badly last night, and I'm not going be able to live with myself until we resolve it."

He sighed and looked at me with a sad expression. "There's no way to resolve this Dean. You love her... Not me..." He stopped and let out yet another sigh, then his expression snapped back to it's normal bitchiness, and pulled his hand back rapidly. "So just shut up about so we can move on! I'm way too hot to being crying over this."

"Payton..."

"Hush!" He waved his hand in my face yet again. "Not another word unless it involves you paying for my breakfast!"

"... I was gonna do that anyways!"

"...Oh. Well then, I will accept conversation on anything but last night!"

I let out an emotionally drained sighed. "Your going to be the death of me you know that right?"

"Oh you'll live, quit being so dramatic."

I rolled my eyes. "Says you."

We finished eating, and I paid for our meals. We left the restaurant afterward and headed back to our apartment.

Payton went straight for his room, and I called to him just before he entered. "Payton?"

He looked to me from down the hall.

"I know you don't want to talk about it, but you shouldn't bottle things up."

"Just shut up already! I know that, so stop telling me things that I'm fully aware of!" He growled.

"I'm just worried about you? Am I not allowed to worry about you?" I asked him.

"No cause I'm perfectly fine!" He yelled angrily. "Just let me deal with things on my own!" 

"Fine Payton, I won't try and help you then."

"Good. Cause I don't need it." He huffed and went into his room slamming his door behind him.

Great talk.