The Park Freak || BoyxBoy Story

Chapter 3- Ajax

I can't sleep. How can I sleep when he's sleeping right beside me? If he's asleep. He suddenly turns around, and I scan his face. His bottom nose, little faded freckles next to it that you can't see unless you get really close to him.
His messy dark hair, it looks really fluffy, woah. I want.
He has four rings on, two on each hand. His veined, pale, strong-looking hands.
He has a silver pendant necklace under a black oversized shirt.

I get a bit closer to him, his body is cold. Way colder than my normal body temperature, which weirdly only makes me want to get closer to him. His hair looks so soft consider to his sharp and strong features. He has a thin scar crossing over a small part of his right eyebrow, and another one on the left side of his face that is thicker, going from cheek to his bottom lip. It's less noticeable than the other one.

Before I can catch myself, I'm tracing his skin with my fingers, slowly going over his scars. He doesn't seem to be awaken by that.

When I get to the last scar, an extremely thin and faded one going from his nostril to his upper lip, I wonder what happened. This boy is not that older than me, I wonder what his story is, what have he been through?

When I'm finished with tracing over his scar, he opens his mouth
"Are you done yet?" he mutters groggily

Shit. He was awake?? Why didn't he say something?
Does he think i'm a freak? Or a weirdo? I mean there's no way he wouldn't think that. I should probably leave.

But before I have time to overthink it too much, he takes his arm and puts it over my waist, dragging me closer to him. I just know my face are burning hot. "Goodnight." He murmurs
"uh, goodnight" I say back, confused
He's definitely half asleep, but it also means he was awake enough to feel me tracing his scars and he didn't care? That's kind of weird
I shouldn't do it again, anyway.

I look forward to the window, it looks really late outside.
Maybe it's a good time to fall asleep now, I'm so tired and exhausted.

But that wasn't the reason I'm not sleeping. Why would I lie to myself.

I'm so scared right now.

Scared of the nightmares that usually hunt me every night, scared of what happened earlier and what they would do if Ajax didn't come to help me, scared of who Ajax really is.

But I'm also too tired, so I close my eyes and try again.

This time I fall asleep

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I wake up groggily from a dreamless sleep, feeling better than the night before.
The sun shines over me but not in a blinding way, and my pillow is really comfortable
Wait
Why is my pillow moving upside down

Than I realize, this is not a pillow
Am I sleeping on Ajax chest?
I feel my body stiffen, trying to understand what's happening here
Our lags are tangled with each other, and his arm wraps around my waist, while I sleep on his chest. Fuck. What do I do. I know my fave is burning right now. I quietly get up, or try at least. When I'm almost off the bed I hear him slowly wake up

"g'morning" be he said

"uh, good morning! I was just about to leave"

He open one eye and look at the morning light from his window before nodding

"mmk, stay safe" he muttered

I nodded and left.

Wait.

I don't know how to get home.