Just A Typical Gay Story [ BxB ]

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Five

Leron Angelo's POV

I opened my eyes only to see a familiar ceiling. I stare at it for a moment, analyzing everything. Oh right, I was at Declan's place. I am currently lying down on Declan's bed. With Declan beside me.

And suddenly what happened yesterday night just flashed back in my head. The way he kisses me, the way he bites my skin. And the way he did us both at the same time. I started feeling the heat rise up to my face. 

I bit my lower lip while shutting my eyes tightly. I was even about to cover my face using the blanket around me when a hand stopped me from doing it.

“So you're finally awake huh?” My eyes widened in shock and embarrassment. I look up at the person beside me. He's currently laying by his side. His head is resting on his left arm while the right hand is currently holding the blanket I was just about to use. 

All this time, he was watching me!

I cleared my throat and immediately sat up on the bed. Even though I'm still a bit flastered and know for sure that my face is still red, I still turn my head towards Declan's direction.

He was already staring at me, and as soon as he saw me looking at him, he smiled. 

Declan's so handsome.

Even with his bed hair, he's still attractive. I'm actually jealous. 

Suddenly, the bed moved as he also started moving. He sat up from laying down and moved closer to me. I just noticed that he wasn't wearing a top. But thank goodness he has something below. 

“I was just really about to wake you up, the breakfast is already prepared.” He said, resting his forehead on my shoulder while his arms are around my body.

What's with him? He's being clingy today. I don't hate it, actually I like it.

I hesitated at first, but managed to put my arms around him too.  “Thank you. What time is it?” I asked while softly brushing his thick hair. He hums at my touch before answering me.

“One in the afternoon.” He said, and I immediately stopped brushing his hair. He tilted his head and withdrew from me with bewilderment in his face. 

“Why? Is there a problem?” He asked, confuse.

“Are you kidding me? I thought it was only seven or eight in the morning. It's not even time for breakfast right now. It's already lunch!” I said, and he just chuckled. And I don't even have any idea of what is amusing to him this time. 

How can I oversleep like this? I have never done this before. Well unless I'm sick. 

But I am not!

“Hmm, yeah. I was also wondering about that, actually. Perhaps, you're tired because of yesterday?” He said not even holding back from reminding about it.

The heat on my face immediately returned. But...that's right, maybe I got really tired yesterday. I can't even remember what happened after I felt him carry me yesterday.