Archer's POV
The next morning...
When I wake up the sun is shining through the window. I look down and to my suprise I see Dean's arm wrapped around my torso. I realise it's a little chilly in the room so I pull the blanket up a little furthurer. I turn my gaze towards Dean's face and blow him slightly in the face. His nose scrunches a little before his eyes slowly open. When his eyes is fully open he pulls his arm away and sits up.
"Sorry." He says in a raspy morning voice.
"No problem." I say and sit up. I pull my knees up to my chest and put my arms on them. A big yawn catches me and I think that I must look like a total loser.
Suddenly there is a knock on Dean's door and I feel a sweet, female scent enter the room.
"Boys? Do you want breakfast?" Susan asks.
"Yes, that would be nice. Thanks mom." Dean says and looks straight up at the ceiling.
The door opens and in comes Dean's mom with a big trey with scrambled eggs, bacon and alot more on it. She puts it down on the carpet in the middle of the room.
"Thought you boys would like to eat up here." She said and walked out of the room.
"Thanks, Susan!" I said just before she closed the door.
We got out of the bed and sat down next to eachother next to the bedframe. I took one of the plates that was placed on the trey and started eating. Dean took a gulp of one of the glasses with orange juice before taking the other plate. I leaned back against the bedframe as I popped some bacon into my mouth.
"Wanna play that game we played yesterday?" Dean said when we had finished as he pushed away the trey.
"Sure." I said and reached for my phone. I opened the app as Dean reached for his phone. He took it and sat back down next to me. He inched closer until our shoulders touch so that we can see eachothers screens. He opened the app to and we started playing.
"Fuck. I died." I said, turned of my phone and put it down on the floor.
"Yeah, me too." Dean said and did the same thing with his phone. I look over at him and he looks back at me. I never realised how beautiful his eyes are. So incredibly detailed and beautiful light brown eyes, almost like honey.
I wonder what he is thinking, or what he thinks of my eyes. Does he like them? Cause I sure as hell like his. God, I could sit here and stare into his eyes for hours, days.
I hear Dean's breath getting heavier and I can feel the tension rising in the room. My heartbeat speeds up and I don't even know why. Dean looks down and then up at my eyes again.
Then, suddenly he leans in and his lips connect with mine. His lips are soft as cotton and I feel like my heart is going to explode. All my emotions, all of my feelings are rushing through my body at a speed I didn't even know was possible and I don't know were to go.
Dean pulls away and looks into my eyes. I look down and up at him again and I smile. I actually smile. Dean smiles to and there they are again. Those dimples I love so much. I lean back in and connect our lips again. I let my hand travel up his arm to cup his chin in it.
Dean breaks the kiss and climbs on top of my lap. He smiles before he connects our lips again, this time with even more passion. His hand found the back of my neck as our lips move in sync. I don't know what to do with all of my emotions or with all of my feelings and thoughts... Oh shit. I can't be doing this. I break the kiss and turn my head away.
"Fuck..." I say outloud I feel Dean's hand fall down my chest. "I can't... I-I'm not... Oh shit... I'm screwed."
I stand up as Dean climbs off my lap. I pull my hand through my hair. Dean stands up behind me as I turn my back towards him.
"What's wrong?" He asks worried. "Archer?"
"I'm so screwed, I shouldn't be doi... I'm not... Shit!" I say and pull my hand down the length of my face. "Dean, I can't... I'm not allow... I just- I can't okay!"
I turn towards him and I see the sadness on his face, and I see all his questions without answers. I pick up my phone and do a useless motion with my hand.
"I- Dean, I'm so, so sorry. But I really need to get out of here." I say and start walking towards his door. I open it and walk down stairs. Just when I'm about to put on my shoes that sweet, female scent enters the hallway.
"Leaving so soon?" She asks with a smile on her face.
"Yeah, I realised I have to get home but I'll see you soon!" I said with as much happiness I possibly could.
She waved goodbye as I put on my shoes and opened the door. It shut behind me as I started walking home with a tear falling down my cheek.
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