December 24th 1979.
Me and Miles were still friends, very good friends in fact.
He had moved into my house, we share a room, not a bed though, we have two separate beds. It would be weird for two boys to share a bed am i right?
Sometimes when Miles cant sleep he sleeps with me in my bed though, but that's not that often, though it has been more often lately.
*
I woke up and rubbed my eyes, I looked to my left to notice Miles laying beside me, still asleep.
I sat up and yawned.
"Miles wake up" I said as I stood up from the bed.
I heard him sitting up slowly.
"L- Alex, what time is it?" he asked, standing up as well.
I was confused for a moment since he started with an L, but shook the thought off quickly and looked down at the watch that I usually had around my wrist and then looked at him.
"It's quarter past six"
"Alright" he said and walked over to me, standing in front of me. He then hugged me and put his head on my shoulder.
This was something he did almost every morning, so I wasn't surprised. It was a little weird sure, but we're close friends so I don't mind it or usually think a lot of it.
I hugged him back with a smile.
*
I got home from the store, placing a bag down in the kitchen on a chair.
I then walked to the bedroom, sighing as I sat down on my bed.
Miles came in the room and sat down beside me.
"You alright?" He asked.
I nodded and ran a hand through my hair. "Yeah I'm alright"
"It was just kind of tiring to carry more things than usual since it's Christmas tomorrow""Understandable" He said with a small chuckle.
He put an arm around my shoulder and put his head on my shoulder.
"I could've helped you if you wanted me to" He said, smiling.
"Well it's too late now ain't it?" I said with a small laugh.
*
I sighed as I sat down on my bed, in my pyjamas.
Miles came a moment later and sat down beside me.
I'm assuming we're both gonna sleep in my bed tonight, again.
I laid down on my back, looking up at Miles.
"Gonna sleep in my bed again I assume" I said with a small laugh as he laid down beside me.
He nodded as he moved closer to me.
This was nice. I loved to have a friend like him. I loved how close we were right now. I loved him. I knew I loved him, romantically I mean, but how could I ever tell him that? I'm a man and so is he.
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mr. loverman (milex)
Фанфикagdhjfjdjdjfjcjcb sad love story basically i'm sorry for writing it as if they live in brighton but i just know how it looks like more there ✋😭 the year is 1950. "I'm Mr. Loverman, and I miss my loverman"