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Harlem Santino

"Whatchu pouting for?" Harlem grinned, glancing to his right seeing Capri's bottom lip poked out and his thick brows furrowed together. He wanted so badly to just flick it but he already knew Cap would cuss him out.

"Nigga I ain't pouting, you don't got to give me none. Quit trynna handle me like some bitch." Capri side eyed him, rolling them hard before going back to the typing at his laptop.

Harlem chuckled reaching down to pick up a sour gummy worm before lifting right to Capri' mouth.

"Man ain't no way you over here trynna feed me." Capri bunched his face up glaring at Harlem who didn't even flinch.

"Open ya mouth, mean ass." He hummed, Capri frowned knowing this shit just looked gay as hell but under the intense pressure of Harlem's eyes he obediently opened his mouth wide enough for him to place the gummy worm onto his tongue.

"Good huh?" Harlem grinned watching as Capri stared back at him. The tension between them had been growing for a while now.

It seemed like everyday they were together and slowly but surely Harlem was guiding Cap into being more comfortable with him.

"How much longer you got on that assignment?" Harlem spoke sliding his headset back up his neck but leaving on ear uncovered just in case Cap needed something.

"Another paragraph or two, I wanna nap so bad right now. But I'm already knowing it I sleep I'm not going to be able to wake myself back up and finish." Cap groaned leaning back into Harlem's bed, his long body stretched out like the starfish. Legs crossed over Harlem's, he relaxed again turning his head to watch Harlem's focused face.

"Gon head then, I'll wake you up. Push come to shove I'll write the rest for you." Harlem glanced down meet Capri's eyes.

"You like lookin all in my face, huh?" Capri mumbled, tracing his pointer finger over Lem's comforter. The light skinned man only nodded licking his lips and looking back to his game.

Capri didn't understand that all the little looks and small gestures he was giving out only made things harder for Harlem to contain himself.

The two laid there for the next 2 hours, eventually resulting in Harlem falling asleep as well.

The two of them curled into each other. Legs tangled together and Capri's long arms draped over Harlem's neck, cupping it.

Slowly opening his eyes Cap squinted, he didn't even wanna wake up. That was the best sleep he's had in a a while.

Moving his hand he carefully traced his finger over Harlem's thick bushy brows following the bridge of his nose and down to his cupids bow.

Resting his full palm against the man's golden skin, Capri's brows creased even more than before.

Harlem was a beautiful man, Capri knew that the first day he met him. But now Capri could admit things were different from when they first met.

He found himself wanting to be closer, wanting to smile and laugh with the lighter man. And that scared him. He couldn't decipher the emotions he felt when they were together, all his life Capri had only ever shown interest in women.

Harlem was certainly not a woman. He was strong and muscular, he had a deep voice that made Capri's heart beat a little faster.

He was the lock on all Capri's confusion yet somehow he was key as well.

Frowning Cap dropped his hand, turning him a face away from Harlem's. His jaw clenched, he felt suffocated. Confused by his emotions and haunted by his thoughts.