Chucky Series Shorts

Embarrassed

unfortunately_here07 helped me write this (she did most of Devon's parts)

  Jake and Devon laid in bed, Devon clinging to Jake's side as they watched the movie on the TV. While the curly haired male was too fixated on the screen, the other slowly turns his head, facing his neck, and plants a small peck around the trapezius.

"Hey, what was that for?"
Jake asks, pausing the movie and covering his face; mumbling.

"Because, you have such a beautiful face of a muse like you shouldn't go un-kissed."
Devon said, kissing Jake again.

"I'm not that pretty."
The boy whined, burying his face in his knees.

"Oh but Jake, this is coming from the artist who is quite literally art."
Devon chuckled a bit.
"Such a rare beauty, hanging it on the wall wouldn't be enough."

"Cut it out! You're doing this on purpose!"
Jake exclaimed, attempting to turn away from the boy, but he just turns him back around, having a grip on his waist.

"Wouldn't I be? I'm just stating facts on what I see in front of me."
Devon shrugged, keeping eye contact with him.
"And you want to know what I see? I see my search coming to an end for such a rare beauty and personality like yourself, it is damn near impossible to find. Not even on Google."

"Stop acting like you're fucking Shakespeare or something! You just like embarrassing me."
He complains, sinking into the bed, covering his face with a random pillow.

"I am not! I just wanted to compliment you, that's all."
Devon said, a little sunken down.
"Sorry."

Jake slowly puts the pillow and looks at him, playfully rolling his eyes.
"Why do you do this to me?"

"Do what?"
He asked, looking back at him, with a slight smile.

"You always randomly compliment me and it makes me all embarrassed and flustered and you know that! I swear, you like messing with me!"
Jake whines, trying to hide his smile.

"Because Jake, you deserve it."
Devon began.
"As your boyfriend, it's my legal job to remind you of your worth every day."

"I don't think you being my boyfriend is a legal job. But it is a lot of work. Hell, I can barely put up with myself half the time."
He replies, jokingly.

"Well, it isn't. Not to me."
Devon smiles.
"Not if it's you and never forget that."

"Ahh!"
Jake screams into the pillow.
"Why do you do this to me?!"

"What did I do now?"
He asked, attempting to hide his laugh.

"You always make me feel so special!"
Jake muffles through the silky pillow.

"Well, that's because you are special."
Devon starts. "So special, God himself placed you on this earth because he knew as the angel you are, you would be unstoppable with such beauty." He smiles again.

"You drive me insane, with all your poetry! How do you come up with something like that so quickly? Why do you always have to make me feel like this!" Jake yelled, demanding to know the answer, his face as red as a perfectly ripe tomato.

"I just do. It's like singing or playing piano a bit, you think of one word and go along with it."
Devon shrugged.
"Like, playing an note and not knowing what do to next but doing it anyway. And if it fails, oh well."

"Yeah because that makes a lot of sense."
Jake says, falling into the bed.
"You always make me so flustered when you do it though. It's like you just know what to say!"

"Because i do."
Devon shrugs again.
"I'm just good with my words."

"Yeah, no shit."
The boy responds.

They look at each other in the eyes, completely silent before Devon leans in for a kiss; eventually climbing on top of him.
"You're so gorgeous, you know that?"
Devon whispers, breaking away from the kiss.

Jake blushes, looking away from the boy. Devon kisses him again, leaving a trail of smooches all around his jawline.
"You should know how beautiful you are. I love every single part of you, Jae."

"Every part?"
Jake asked.

"Every part."
Devon clarifies.
"The good parts, the bad parts, even the parts I haven't seen yet."

Jake just blushed more, wanting to hide his face.
"I love every part of you too."

"What part is your favorite?"
The boy asked.

"Your face, your personality, your hands."
Jake lists, lightly grabbing onto his hand.

"What are some other favorite parts you love about me?"
Devon wondered, looking at him in the eyes.

"Your eyes, your kisses, your voice."
He, again, lists, looking at the bed in embarrassment.

"Want to know my favorite parts about you?"
He asked.

Jake nods as Devon begins, putting his fingers under his chin to make him look at him in the eyes.
"I love your curly hair, how easily flustered you get, how you're easy to fall asleep on, your soft lips, your jawline. And I could go on and on forever."

Jake smiles a bit, his face turning even more red, like he had just gotten sunburnt.
"I love it when your face gets all red."
Devon comments, they fall back into the bed, kissing each other again. Their night ended with laying in the bed and actually finishing the movie, giving each other subtle kisses now and then.