Angel Eyes (COMPLETED)

Chapter 25 - Truth Hurts

Tuesday - Chris' POV

"Div, shift over. You're poking me."

"No, you're poking me."

Chris rolled away from David and laid on his left side to avoid his lover's raging morning wood that was interrupting his sleep. David wouldn't stand for this though. He reached over and grabbed Chris by the arm to tug him forward so he could wrap his arm around his waist and pull him back into his arms. No matter how much he struggled, he was no match for David's pure man strength as the boy kept him in his grasp while he cuddled into him.

"Mm... what time is it?" David groggily questioned Chris and pulled the boy closer against his chest as he buried his face into the Scotsman's hair to give his head a gentle kiss.

Chris rolled over once again and returned to his previous position of laying on his right side as he reached over to his nightstand to pick up his phone and check the time. David gently nuzzled the back of his neck while peering over his shoulder to watch as he unlocked his phone. "7:25."

"Since our alarm doesn't go off in five minutes, can we stay in bed and cuddle a bit?"

You know what? Why not. Usually I would've gotten up to get dressed even if I woke up before my alarm, but today I was feeling daring. Something about today felt good and I didn't mind shifting from the schedule.

"Sure, babe." Chris could feel David's smile on his neck as he put his phone back down on the nightstand and rolled over to face his boyfriend. David placed a kiss on Chris' forehead and pulled him close against his chest while their legs tangled together for maximum comfort.

Besides the recent events that have unfolded, my senior year has actually been pretty good. I feel like tweedle dum and tweedle dee, that being Courtney and Trevor, have finally gotten the hint to leave me the fuck alone. I'm not going to let their bullshit affect me and I hope they have realised that.

Eventually the alarm went off and interrupted the boys of their cuddling time, much to their dismays. Their touch lingered on each other before the pried themselves away and got up and walked into the bathroom to have a shower together. Steam quickly filled the room once the shower was turned on and the hot water rained down from the nozzle as the boys stripped from their underwear and discarded them in the clothes basket before they stepped inside. Chris was immediately met with a wave of relaxation once the water made contact with his skin. The feeling of hot water pouring down your body while your boyfriend was cuddling you from behind just makes you feel some type of way. Maybe it was a psychological thing, but I was in a state of pure bliss.

Surprisingly, the closest the boys got to fooling around was the occasional playful grope. David must have felt the way Chris did too since he spent a lot of his time caressing the Scots skin whenever he wasn't helping his wash his hair. Of course, Chris returned the favour by helping David scrub himself down with the loofah and after about 10 minutes in the shower, the boys stepped out and began to dry themselves. I've gotta say, having someone help dry you off really makes things quicker and easier.

At 7:50 am, the boys were fully dressed and made their way downstairs to get some quick breakfast before they left. As they descended the stairs to the ground floor, the smell of bacon and sound of a frying pan sizzling ambushed the boys senses. My dad was the definition of an early bird. There's been countless times that I've been woken up to the sound of my dad working out, the sound of him belting out a Pink Floyd song, or the sound of him just moving about downstairs. No doubt this was him, wide awake at almost 8 in the morning, cooking breakfast for himself and maybe us.

"Morning, boys. Ye hungry?" Bruce turned to face the two, revealing the pink apron he was wearing as he approached them with two plates of bacon, eggs, and beans.