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WHEN BENJAMIN WOKE UP the next morning, he didn't remember where he was for a moment, eyes darting around the room filled with books and blankets, calming down quite quickly at the fact that he was at Spencer's house. He did not have any idea what time it was, but assumed it was early because he still had someone clinging onto him in his sleep.
Ben was not expecting the come face-to-face with Spencer when he turned around, their noses inches apart. Ben tried not to get flustered at the closeness of their faces, but. . . he couldn't help it. He was unable to control his emotions when he was with this beauty of a man. He craned his neck back a little bit to get a better look at his face, a small smile finding itself on his lips.
The other stirred slightly in his sleep and Ben quickly closed his eyes, turning his head down so that it didn't seem like he had been staring at Spencer.
He only peeled his eyes open when he felt Spencer moving his arms out from underneath him. He yawned—actually not faking—as he slowly sat up. Spencer looked at him through hooded eyes, pushing himself up so that he was leaning up against the armrest. "Sorry." Spencer apologized, finally realizing the position the two had woken up in. Ben took note of the faint blush on his cheeks, but he wasn't too sure if it was because he was embarrassed or flustered.
Ben gave him a smile, closing his eyes. "It's alright, I don't mind." He shuffled a bit so that he was out of Spencer's way, sitting comfortably next to him on the couch. The TV in front of them had shut off by itself some time during the night.
"What time is it?" Ben asked as he stretched, and Spencer's eyes darted over to the other side of the room. "7:36." He answered, turning to look at Ben once again, eyes catching sight of Ben's stomach, and he quickly turned away. Ben nodded and let his hands fall. "Sorry that I fell asleep here." Ben laughed slightly.
Now it was Spencer's turn to send him a reassuring smile. "I enjoyed the company." He told Ben, and the brunette felt his mouth go dry as he caught his gaze. "Do you now?" Ben grinned at his words, leaning over a little.
The way Spencer's cheeks heated up would never get boring to Ben. The boy smiled at him and leaned back, getting up from the couch as he looked at the clock Spencer had just looked at. "Gotta work today?" Spencer nodded at those words as he got up from his spot. "Yeah, I'm supposed to be there at 10."
"Shit, babe. Go get ready and I'll take you." Spencer was expecting a lot of nicknames but he was not expecting that one. It caused him to tumble over his words a little. "Are you sure—? You don't—It's fine—You really don't have to do that." Ben quickly grabbed Spencer's hands to keep him from rambling.
"I want to take you, okay? It's not a big deal. Go get ready." Ben smiled sweetly at him and then a look flashed over his face. "But I do have to ask. . ."
