One Damn Cold Night (Boyxboy) is Being Edited and proofread

Chapter 35

Lucas Pov

We are leaving for camping on Saturday evening at 4 pm. It's Saturday today and before we go camping I have a father's day with my father. This will be an exciting day. I told my father with Dylan's permission about what was going on at his place with his uncle. My father agreed that he should stay at our mansion. He says that Dylan can stay as long as he likes.

Right now he is in my guest room doing something and maybe playing with himself or sleeping. I sigh and got out of bed and stretched my arms. Next week is the first match and I'm getting kind of nervous because I'm not sure if the new players are ready. Dylan seems to be good maybe I could give some lessons on things he is slacking.

It was 9 in the morning. I head to the bathroom to take a shower. Then get ready for the day by getting dressed and putting a mint in my mouth for fresh and good morning breath.

Knock! Knock! That startled me, "Is someone in here?" it was Dylan.

I walk over to the door and open it, "It's alright I'm done now. You can use it."

"Thanks. I was just going to brush my teeth."

"Oh, then I will let you be..."

I was about to walk out when "I don't mind you being here?"

I turned around stunt, something is up with him lately? But then again something is up with me too. And I'm starting to like him more. I watch Dylan put the toothpaste on his toothbrush then drip water on it and pop it in his mouth. I left the door open and walk up to the bathtub and sat on the edge of it. I look down at the ground thinking.

Dylan looks at me in the mirror, "You ok?"

I look up at him, "Yeah, I'm just thinking. How did you sleep, by the way?"

He shrugs his shoulder, "It's going to take a while for me to recover so not so well."

I walk over to him, "What do you mean?" I look at him in the mirror.

He looks at my reflection, "He's in my dreams Lucas. It's hard to sleep when he is there in my sleeping mind."

What should I do? I want to embrace him but I'm worried that he might misunderstand me. I walk over to him and put my hand on his shoulder. He flinches which alarmed me. I let go, "Sorry."

"Um..you don't need to say sorry to me...it's my natural reaction right now. I'm not used to being touched like this...that's all."

I blush at the thought of touching him in other places. Shit! Get it together, Lucas.

Dylan looks at me, "Why are you blushing like that?"

'So he noticed,' "Um...well...it's like this...um-"

Dylan realizes what I meant and runs his toothbrush under the water, and spits out the toothpaste. Then looks at me, "Did you just think of what I think you just thought?"

I turn to the ground, 'I'm the worst right now,' "Um...well...I didn't want to, ok. You said something about touching, and it led to that thought, ok?"

Dylan looked stunt and surprised, "How dare you."

"Huh?"

"How dare you think of that when I just told you about nightmares about my uncle!" Dylan runs out of the bathroom.

"Dylan, wait! I'm sorry!"

"Sorry does not cut it right now!" he slams his door in my face, and I heard him lock it.

"Dylan please I'm sorry!" I knock on the door, "Dylan please let me in?"

"You big jerk!" I heard from his room.