Gay Oneshots

It's All A Lot

(A/n These ones are short so I put a few together. Also these are all wrote by my wonderful friend Natalia.)

Ahem.
Jake's Pov.
I glance over at the alarm clock before hitting "snooze" for what feels like the tenth time. My eyes slowly start to close as I drift on the border of dream and reality; hoping to make it back to the little cottage in the woods. Just as I start to see the familiar settings the clock goes off once again with a message, "7:46 am. 7:46 am.." I let out a long groan as the message plays out until it quiets down. "Finally.." My blanket drops as I force myself out of bed and into the closet; ignoring the complains from my family as the clock once again goes off.
<time skip. 8:57 am>
Simon's Pov because why not.
"I can't believe him." I mutter as I cling to the jacket once again. Here I was waiting for Mr. Perfect once again in the middle of winter. Just as I start to stand up I see a tall boy come running down the hill, just barely keeping his balance.
"I'm here! I'm here!" He calls out as he comes to a stop.
"About time." I take the small moment of silence that follows as he catches his breath to take in his features. He left in a rush, I could tell by his messy hair and untied shoelaces. I made myself look him in the eyes to avoid any awkwardness. I think it was the moment he looked at me that really got to me. That split second that our visions connected brought back a wave of emotions that I thought were long gone. It was only for a second, but I swear that there was longing in his eyes too, longing for what we used to have.
"So.."
"So.."
He grabbed my hand but let go shortly after, and instead started walking to a bench. I followed closely behind.
"I just wanted to return a few things to you." It was now that I realized the items he had brought. It was all simple things to the naked eye, but to me they were so much more. He handed me a bag of rocks from our third date, the napkin drawings from our fifth, and so on. Like I said, simple things to others but memories to me. I mindlessly grabbed everything, trying not to reminisce about each thing. I was knocked out of my trance by the sound of a phone going off. Both of our attentions going to his screen with the caller ID flashing, "Jenny." The smile that found its way onto his face as he clicked accept, and muttered a small apology as he got up nearly killed me. I couldn't help the tears that fell as I finally realized. He was no longer mine.

-End of story one

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Jake POV

Beep Beep Beep

"Shut up..." I whisper-shouted as I hit snooze for the fifth time today. I know I should probably get up, but I don't want to. If fact, I don't want to do much lately. It's not what others think, I am aware of my lack of motivation recently, I just don't care. It's not like it's become an issue.

Beep Beep Beep

"Alright! Alright." I groaned. I guess it's finally time to get up and go on with my day. Either that, or I have to sit through "reassuring" lectures.

Beep Beep Beep

I hit the power button, and make my way to the closet. "He won't mind," I whisper as I pull out my partner's hoodie. After getting dressed I stop at the kitchen and decide on what to eat.

"How about cereal again?"

A smile makes its way onto my face as I hear the familiar voice. "Sure, why not," I reply as I open the cabinets to find no bowl. I grab a paper plate from the counter, scaring away a group of ants in the process.

"So, what's the plan today?" The voice asks as he makes his way closer to me.

"I'm not too sure yet...hey, can you hand me the milk." I hear a slight hum followed by a sigh. "What's wrong?"

The sound of a fridge being shut is heard before a shaky breath is released. "We don't have any milk."

"What?" I look up to see my boyfriend standing near the fridge with his arms crossed. "What do you mean we don't have any milk?"