Secrets

Coffee Stains and Specters

"So where are we going, anyway?" Jasper asked for the third time that day. "Will you at least tell me now? Since we're going there now?"

Calvin smiled at his eager expression as they walked down the sidewalk. "Why can't you just let it be a surprise?" he said, looking at him brightly. "Come on, let it shock you."

"The last time I let something shock me, it caused me a lot of grief," he opposed, rolling his hazel eyes.

The blonde arched his eyebrows playfully. "What?" he asked innocently. "When I kissed you the first time?" Jasper blushed lightly, and Calvin smirked. "We were supposed to be studying. I was, for a long time, and then I started studying you instead. And then I thought about how nice it would be to kiss you," he pulled Jasper close to his side by the waist, "and so I did. It's not my fault you're so cute."

Jasper laughed at him. "Oh?"

"Sh," Calvin mused, "just trust me on this; it won't cause you grief like that."

"Fine," Jasper relented. "But you better not be fibbing, Calvin."

"Have I ever?"

Jasper glanced up at him. "No, I guess not."

Calvin picked him up and touched his forehead to his, and then kissed him on the nose and then the lips. "So trust me."

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It was an hour after school ended, and Calvin had ushered Jasper on a bus heading downtown. The bus was completely empty, surprisingly, save for the driver. It made Calvin wonder what had made it so empty.

The two sat in the very back of the bus on the right side, shielded from view by an advertisement board, with their hands clasped together. Calvin leaned to Jasper, whispering, "I actually have no idea where we're going."

Jasper looked at him. "What?"

Calvin laughed. "I told you it would shock you."

"But we're not even going anywhere!" he exclaimed softly, not wishing for the driver to hear.

"But we are," he said, "we just don't know exactly where yet."

Jasper crossed his arms. "You could have just told me that you wanted to just go some random place."

"But where's the fun in that?" Calvin asked him. He lifted Jasper's chin and looked at him softly. "Just where exactly is the fun in that?"

Calvin's fingers shifted from his chin to the back of his head, where they curled into his hair. His hooded eyes sparkled with mischief, and the quirked smile on his lips edged towards Jasper's. Calvin kissed him gently, his lips barely moving as Jasper closed his eyes. He felt like he was in a dream, as usual when Calvin kissed him, and he could feel his whole body rise upward to meet him. Calvin leaned him carefully against the cardboard advertisement that acted as the shield, scooting close until there wasn't much room between them.

Jasper suddenly remembered the 'maybe later' from that morning, and he blushed as he felt Calvin's tongue dart at his lips once. His whole body shivered as a hand traveled from his knee to his upper thigh, where it tightly stayed. Jasper leaned his head on the corner of the bus wall and the cardboard sign as Calvin kissed him deeply. His eyes fluttered at the feeling, his fingers twitching in place.

Calvin could never believe how sweet Jasper was, both in personality and in taste. It was kind of addicting. His free hand made a beeline from his shoulder to the small of Jasper's back, causing the sophomore to jolt and smile, and the two pressed together.

With a gentle curve of his head, Jasper parted from the kiss and rested his head on Calvin's shoulder, smiling to himself as the older teen hugged him closely. Jasper, in most cases, was sensible enough to know when to stop kissing him. He was also sensible enough to know that they were most likely on camera. But who would really care, if they did see that? Either way, Jasper stopped.