The Reunion With the Wayward Son

Chapter 10- How Do I Know That He Really Loves Me?

A/N: Yeah, the title's based on a Whiney Houston Song, I couldn't help it! It fits Trevor's feelings for Ash quite well. Sorry of this seems a bit short, I think some of the chapters for now on might be like this.

Also, it's my birthday today!! 22... oh my god, how the heck am I 22 years old today?? I still feel like a teen at times, LOL!!

Feeling the sunlight against his closed eyes, Trevor slowly opened them, blinking a few times as he did.

There was a small ray of sunlight that had made its way between the curtains of his bedroom window. This made him look down to whatever it was shining on, and his eyes widened in shock as he saw what it was.

There, sleeping peacefully right next to him, was Ashton Connor, but that's not what caught him off guard. What did, was the factor that Ash was currently sleeping against his chest and had his arms wrapped around him, practically using Trevor as a human pillow. 

Holy shit... Ash was cuddling up to him in his sleep.

And Trevor didn't know what to do.

Should he wake him up?? Should he not move to let Ash get some more sleep?? How did they even end up like this in their sleep??

And why did this feel so right??

Looking down at Ashton again, the taller boy noted how the sunlight was making his friend look downright glowing. His skin looked so soft and appealing, and his hair looked more blondish than it was.

Trevor could keep staring at him all day.

"God..." Trevor muttered before he ran a hand down his hair.

Sure, he's had crushes beforehand, but this... this was entirely different. He could see himself being with Ash. For a long while. He wanted to be with this boy because he made him feel good.

He needed someone to talk to.

Phoebe, for as much as a genius she was, wouldn't be any help when it comes to romance. And he adored his mom, but she already seemed busy with the house as it is, he didn't want to bother her with this. And as nice and funny as she was, he didn't know Lucky enough to be vulnerable with her. And like Hell he's going to go to one of his co-workers for this.

So, that left him with the Winchesters. The question is... which brother should he talk to?

While he felt as if he had more common interests with Dean, Trevor felt more inclined to talk to Sam about this. The younger brother always seemed to be more emotional intelligent than his brother, and he was the only one out of the three of them who is seeing someone.

So... Sam it shall be then.

Glancing down at Ash again, Trevor reached down to push some hair out of the brunette's face before he gently maneuvered his way out of the bed, placing Ash's head against the pillow. He then grabbed his phone and made his way out of the room and straight to the bathroom. Both for privacy sake so Ashton wouldn't hear him, and because he actually did get the sudden urge to go.

After taking care of his business, Trevor sat down on the floor, back against the counter, and legs pulled up to his chest and proceeded to call Sam, praying that the man would be awake a 7:30 in the morning.

There was some ringing before the call was picked up.

"Hey, Trev." Sam greeted through the phone. "What's up?"

"I'm having romance issues." Trevor blurted out.

"Romance Issues?" Sam chuckled lightly.

"I'm in love with Ash, and I don't know what to do about it."

"Oh..." Sam said. "Okay then. You like Ash."

"Yes!" Trevor exclaimed. "I want to ask him out, but I'm scared that it's too quick, or that I might end up ruining things with him."

"Well, tell me, kid." Sam sighed, and Trevor could hear him sit down on something. "Why do you like Ashton?"

"Well that's easy." The ravenette chuckled. "He's sweet, kind, he's shy, but in a way that just makes him more endearing, especially when he seems very confident with himself. He's also really smart. Last night when we were hanging out, he kept telling me all the little fun facts about animals, the stars and about his interests. I always have the feeling of wanting to protect him from harm and anything that would oppose as a threat to him. And... he's beautiful Sam. Really beautiful."

"Okay, then. Do you see yourself working out a relationship with him?" Sam asked him.

"Honestly... I can." Trevor admitted, smiling to himself. "I can see myself having a life with Ashton. Call me crazy, but... I can see myself maybe marrying him."

It was true. Trevor could see himself spending the rest of his life with Ash by his side. Someone to love and cherish and to hold close to.

"You really love him, don't you?" Sam asked, and the ravenette could just imagine him smiling on the other side.

"I do. I really do." The boy said with a smile that slowly disappeared as he began to worry. "And that's why I'm scared of screwing things up when it comes to Ash. I don't wanna hurt him by accident, and like I said, I don't want to destroy our current friendship because of it."

"Trevor that's normal when to comes to having crushes on people were care about." The younger Winchester said. "But... how will you if Ashton see you the same way? For all you know, he may be waiting for you to confess."

Trevor sighed, knowing that Sam was right about this. He had to be honest with Ashton.

"Yeah, you're right." Trevor chuckled. 

"I always am."

"Oh wipe that smirk of your face, Winchester." The ravenette playfully snarked. "By the way, how are you doing with the whole Gozer thing?" He asked, before his eyes widened. "Shit, I didn't pull you from investigating, did I?"

"Nah, don't worry." The older man assured him. "I just work up, and we're actually getting somewhere close. We'll let you know when we find it, okay?"

"Okay, I'll see you guys later." Trevor said.

"See ya." Sam said before he hung up.

The ravenette huffed as he ran a hand downhill hair again before he stood up. he splashed some water into his face before he dried his face up and exiting the bathroom.

He trudged his way back to his bedroom, and gently opened the door to see Ash was still asleep, still looking as beautiful as he did a few minutes ago.

A warm smile made its way onto Trevor's face as he walked over and climbed back onto the bed, pulling the covers over him once again.

Almost Immediately afterwards, Ash turned around in his sleep, burying his head into Trevor's chest.

Trevor could feel the heat in his cheeks as this happened, but he just simply wrapped his arm around the shorter boy and close his eyes.

They could both do for one more hour of sleep.