(Owen)
"Wake uuuup..."
Owen felt something poking his nose. Damn, what the hell... Is this a pain in the back? He slowly opened his eyes, and the sun hit his face with no mercy. Man, he should've closed that curtain the night before, how did he forget it... Jeez, what was that thing pushing his face, like... Then he turned his head and saw it. A cute boy, wearing a cap, chin buried in the white soft pillow, looking at him with big annoyed and adorable eyes, poking his face in all parts. Nose, forehead, cheek, jaw...
"Who are you..." Owen groaned, confused and sleepy, staring at the little stranger. Wait a minute, he was-
Owen swiftly drew back, startled, and bumped into the backboard of the bed.
"Haha..." Traviz chuckled.
Owen jumped out of the bed, terrified. But he tried to act.
"Traviz, what the fuck you're doing in my bed..."
"Dunno, I just woke up here... Yo, so now I'm Traviz? Funny..."
Owen rubbed his face, relieved. Good, so the stupid didn't remember anything... Well, but that didn't change the fact that he realized they had slept together... But why did he seem so calm? Traviz hugged the pillow and yawned, dug inside all the blanket. He was totally at ease. So Owen decided to blame him.
"Traviz, what in the heck? Did you creep in here while I was sleeping?"
"Hm?" Traviz tilted his head, puzzled.
"Ugh, never mind..." Owen shook his head. "Well, don't do this again, you know, this is my bed... Okay, if you wanna sleep here, I don't mind, but-"
"Phants, I'm hungry..."
"Oh, of course... Permanently hungry... How's your fever?"
Wait, I shouldn't ask this...
"I want risotto," Traviz said, without listening about the fever.
"What?"
Hold on, how does he remember it...
Traviz got up, with a certain struggle, and stared at him. Those eyes...
"Phants, who's Dr. Cass?"
"Wh-what?"
"You were talking in your sleep." Traviz drew nearer, with a worried face. Traviz worried? Whoa... "I tried to wake you up, but..."
"What else did I say?" Man, it was such a mistake bringing him to his bed. Definitely.
"Dunno..."
Traviz looked at the bed, then back at Owen. Those eyes... What's with the face, Troy, what's with the face?
"You felt pretty warm in the bed..."
"What??"
"You're a good blanket..." Traviz gave a cute chuckle, rubbing the back of his ear. "All the other blankets fall from the bed, you know... You didn't, haha..."
Oh my god. Just oh my god...
"Are we sleeping here tonight, too?" Traviz asked, willingly.
Are 'we'??
"D-Do you want to?" Owen stuttered, shocked.
"Uhum..." Traviz nodded, so casually. "I like your bed..."
"Ah, oh..." Owen's brain was jammed. "Sure, you can sleep-"
"And you?"
And I?
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General FictionHis world was gasoline and spark. From flame to flame the boy carried on his life. This is the life of Traviz O'Brien. He is just a boy, engulfed by the flames of a harsh world. An angry rich father, a crying mother, a cruel friend. Until the very d...
