𝘑𝘖𝘚𝘏𝘋𝘜𝘉 𝘟 𝘙𝘌𝘌𝘒𝘐𝘋

Movie #2

Josh POV:

It was around ten when I woke up. Ant was still in my arms too. I looked down at him once. I guess saying no hugging or spooning was useless. Here we were.

I saw Ants eyes flutter slightly, they were soon fully open, staring beautifully into mine. "Morning." he whispered, giving me a slight grin. I looked back with a frown. "What are you grinning at?"

He giggled slightly, "You're hugging me."

I scoffed, "You kind of asked me to stay. idiot."

He laughed, sighing into my chest and held around me tighter. I sighed. I would like to know that we could stay like this forever, but I just knew that I couldn't. We had to do something today, anything. even if it was just to watch a movie, we had to get up and out of this bed. And I was beginning to think the position we were in was uncomfortable, emotionally not physically. It had only been a day..

I then pushed Ant back, him having an offended look. I chuckled. "Come on, Ant. We need to get up." He scoffed, "We don't need to get up. You just want to." he said whilst pouting.

I doubted there was much I could do to get Ant out of bed, but there had to be something. Surely. So I just chose to leave, maybe if I did it would convince him to get up as well? Probably not actually, he's a teenager, they rebel. Yeah... fuck.

"Ant. Get up." I said, crossing my arms over my chest in the doorway. He didn't look up, just scoffed and turned around, showing his back to me. I sighed, walking over to him and pulling the covers off him. He squealed and attempted to get them back, but to no avail.

He flopped back on the bed, groaning into the sheets, annoyed. He then lifted his head. "Josh... why do ya gotta be like this? I have six months... of probably doing nothing... just let me enjoy it." He sighed into the bed.

I chuckled again, "Ant, you need to get up. There isn't much you can do here, but you can at least try and have a good time. You know?"

He lifted his head again, rolling his eyes. "What do you wanna do then huh?" He asked, fully sitting up. I narrowed my eyes at him, he was acting extra sassy today. And I was just pissed. "What do you want me to do? Braid your fucking hair?" I asked coldly.

He didn't react much, only smiled, stepping off the bed and walking up to me, twisting his long bleach blond locks around his pointer like a flirty high school girl. He beamed up at me, then grinned, "I would love that." And without another word, he walked past me, out of my room and to the stairs.

And I stood there, shocked. Not sure what from. Maybe the way Ant walked up to me, it was.... flirtatious? Or was it because I maybe, actually, had to braid the kid's hair? I didn't know. I sighed, forgetting what had happened, and just followed him like a stray dog down the stairs.

He skipped through my house, really just acting like a five year old with that stupid grin. "So, what do you wanna eat?" He asked, walking into my kitchen. I shrugged, looking away from him to the fridge that I was soon trudging over to. I asked him the same question to which he answered with, "What do you have?"

I searched my fridge but only came up with some left over chicken and spaghetti. I was not in the mood for cooking and neither was Ant, showing how he was lazily walking around the kitchen looking for something he could eat.

I nudged him in the shoulder and he looked confused at me. "What?" he asked. I gestured to the food that I had placed on the counter, he smiled and nodded.
It wasn't long before the food had heated and we were already both on the couch, laughing with each other at the stupid commentary we were giving out to a b-grade horror movie.

It was honestly the most amusing thing seeing Ant yell at the top of his fucking lungs to characters who couldn't hear him to just run out the fire escape and not up the stairs. I laughed at that. He really had the warmest smile... It was amazing how fast he could just make me smile or laugh from one look. Wait what-? Josh, shut up.

We continued watching, movie after movie. It was surprising that our arses hadn't gone numb yet. But it wasn't long until my mind drifted again, I was hoping that I could forget what had happened the day before. It was best I didn't think of it... probably.

Somehow it turned from movie marathons to watching annoying old videos we had made together years ago, then ending up on a singalong Frozen soundtrack. I chuckled and rolled my eyes when Ant got up and started dancing dumbly around the couch, singing along with Olaf on the screen.

"Come on Josh! Join in!" He laughed out. He must have a bunch of pent up energy seeing that we sat down most the day. This was his way of letting that energy out. Singing and dancing horribly.

I sighed, yet let out a small giggle when I saw Ant's face light up when I did get up. I didn't really join him in the dancing or singing, I just, in a way, vibed next to him.
Not long after, it was already midnight.

We were still dancing around like idiots and acting drunk off of nothing. it was stupid, but it was stupidly enjoyable. Around 1am was when we began to come down from the high of energy that had been hitting us hard from not doing anything most of the day.

"Joshhh... I don't wanna go to bed!" Ant whined, plopping himself back on the couch, I sat next to him. "You're going to feel like shit in the morning. We should go to bed." I yawned. He sighed, then put on a pouting face as if thinking over his options, then huffed, getting up and looking back at me with a slight smirk.

"Only if I get to lay next to you!" He giggled, running up the stairs out of sight. I sat there in shock, just like this morning. What did he just say?

Before muttering something inappropriate I made my up to my room, where Ant just lay face first into my bed, spread out like a fucking starfish so I would most definitely have no space. I walked over to my cupboard, only bothering to change my shirt. I turned back around, then was caught with wide, brown doe eyes. I chuckled, "What?"

Ant shrugged, turning his face back into the pillow, his face beginning to burn. "Nothing." He muttered. I wasn't sure why he was now seeming embarrassed all of a sudden, so I just decided to put the thought in the back of my head.
I walked to the other side of the bed, and Ant had already moved, far to the other side.

I slipped myself under the covers, trying my best to forget that there was another human being in my bed, let alone a kid. I always thought our relationship was weird, but this was just blowing the thought way out of proportion.

Maybe this would only be a one-time thing? Wait- two...? God this was strange. I sighed, reaching my hand over to the bedside table to grab the control to turn the light off.

I lay in silence, hearing Ant's soft breathing and my own erratic heartbeat. What in the fuck am I doing?

My brain was scrambling, I turning over to see the moon shining through the curtains, I stared at it, feeling my eyes finally beginning to get heavy. I wanted to sleep forever. I honestly do not want to wake up again to Ant holding onto me for dear life again, like he did last time...

Whatever, just... go to sleep Josh... Don't think about him... Don't.

Then suddenly a thought popped up in my head. Didn't I say I would braid his hair?

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