Through his eyes

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"Theo!" I yelped, struggling feebly to support the both of us
"What are you doing?!" I ask struggling to keep his heavy body standing

"I'm too tired to stand," he cried out dramatically, voice muffled against my shoulder,
"my body feels like it's turning into mush."

"Oh my poor baby" I cooed playfully, petting the top of his head, "they worked you into the ground?" I ask softly

A heavy pout tugged at the corners of his lips, big droopy eyes swinging up to meet mine as he bobbed his head.

"I'm sorry we didn't do anything special today." He said noisily, hands playing around the material of my sweatshirt.
"I already told you it's no big deal" I say brushing it off.

Being this close, I could easily make out the lingering scent of sweat clinging to his skin, and I didn't doubt for a second that he worked until he was drenched in it.

There was a flash, an image that passed before my eyes, of Theo, sweat rolling down the smooth slope of his chin, dripping from the fringes of his wild dark hair, glistening enticingly above his brow, his mouth pink and open, gasping.

It vanished just as quickly as it had come, and my attention was drawn back to the whining mess of a boy squirming against my chest.

"Go shower," I suggest, not trusting my voice above a careful whisper "then come to bed, okay?" I add

"I don't want to. Just hold me." He said grumbling

I snickered, combing my fingers through his dark strands, feeling the way his body melted into the tender caress.

"I will gladly hold you for the rest of the night... after you take a shower." I suggest again

He only offered an unintelligible grunt in response, showing no signs of detaching himself from my body, his hold around me tightening in a display of stubborn resistance.

There was little doubt in my mind that he'd keep this up for as long as my patience allowed – which, given how soft I am for Theo, was a fairly long time,
but I knew we'd both be better off once he felt clean and refreshed, cleansed of the day's many hardships.

"You'll feel a lot better afterwards." I say softly
And he groans again

"I'll make you feel a lot better afterwards." I say suggestively
his head snapped up, eyes widening and, despite the exhaustion, glinting with a hint of excitement.
His spine straightened, grip around me loosening somewhat as strength seemed to return to his muscles.

"Really?" He whispered, pink tongue slipping out from between his rosy lips.
That's so easy I could've scoffed, but thought better of myself, settling for a suggestive cock of my head that could be interpreted in a number of ways.

"Go shower," I hummed, pinching his chin between
my thumb and index finger and guiding his face down towards mine, "then... we'll see." I said quietly

He let out a huff of breath, eyes going hooded as they flickered down to trace the smug curve of my lips. "You're mean." He said in a deeper tone.

I laughed lightly, planting a kiss to his pouted mouth before skillfully untangling myself from his arms.

"We'll see just how mean I can be once you come to bed." I called teasingly over my shoulder, grinning to myself.

It wasn't too long after I had made my way into my bedroom that I heard the door of the bathroom close. I waited a few seconds before I jumped into action.

This wasn't the first time Theo had come over looking ready to collapse and I doubt it would be the last. There wasn't much I could do about him having to go to work besides school.
No matter what I said or how many times I told him he should give himself a chance to rest, he would always put his everything into school and work, because that was just the kind of guy he was.