Unraveled Memories (A Merome Fanfiction)

Chapter 8

Jerome's PoV:

I fluttered my eyes open, blinking rapidly to adjust to the morning sunlight shining through my window. I felt a sudden warmth beside me, I could feel two arms tightly wrapped around my torso and a head snuggling into my bare chest. The head turned, staring into my eyes and warmly smiling. I instantly recognized the beautiful amber eyes with gold specks.

Mitch...

I was oblivious, why was Mitch in my bed? My bed? He moved his body upwards, matching head levels with mine. He leaned his head forward, gently kissing me. His lips felt soft and he tasted sweet, as if his lips were made of sugar. The sweetest of sugar.

He pulled away, softly pressing his forehead against mine, looking into my eyes. 

"I love you, Jerome."

I jerked awake, my hands gripping some of the bed sheets. I woke up in the same bed. But with no warmth, the bed was cold, from lack of people. I ran a stray hand through my dark brown hair. My mind instantly established it was just a dream. 

Multiple thoughts whirled in my mind, I never had a dream like that before. My mind swimming, then everything clicked...

I thought it was just some crush, that I could shrug off...

But now I know...

I truly do love him...

I love Mitch.

~

Mitch and I planned to record a special Hunger Games video to celebrate me reaching 3 million subscribers. We were doing a Hunger Games where we alternated turns. As in we used one minecraft account, my minecraft account since we were playing in my room, and when the person who's playing at that time dies, the other person gets to play. 

I turned on my webcam and clicked the record button and gestured towards Mitch, symbolizing for him to do the intro. "Hey, what's going on doods? It's Mitch or BajanCanadian here, with Jerome for a very special Hunger Games in celebration of Jerome hitting 3 million subscribers! Congrats, Biggums." Mitch said enthusiastically, putting a warm hand on my shoulder. 

 We decided I would go first, since the video was for me. I watched the spawn chunks load, and the countdown start. 

10...

9...

8...

I readied my fingers at the WASD keys and my sprint key. Not pressing down on them yet.

7...

6...

5...

Mitch wrapped two arms around my neck and rested his chin on top of my head to stare at the screen. Making my muscles tense at the sudden touch and make my stomach churn with butterflies and nervousness. 

4...

3...

2...

1...

I pressed my pinkie on the sprint key and my middle finger on the W key. Moving my character towards the chests located in the middle. I grabbed a wooden sword and leather boots I found in the first chest I opened. I quickly turned around, pressing the space bar and sprinting towards the trees in the opposite direction. 

"I got a weapon off of spawn woop. I can kill people, Biggums." I said lightly, concentrating on the screen. 

I could feel Mitch move his chin to my shoulder, his right cheek touching my left, his arms still hugging my neck. I glanced at the left of my screen, I caught a glimpse of an iron sword. 

"Sprint."  Mitch whispered softly, sending shudders down my spine as his warm breath caressed my neck.

I turned around, sprinting away from the iron sword guy, knowing he'd kill me. Minutes later, I got killed by a guy with a stone sword and a chain chest plate. "That scumbag!" I exclaimed, slamming a fist on the desk, as the "You died!" screen popped up and my stuff exploded on the ground. I felt Mitch move his head from my shoulder and laugh, "my turn, Biggums." 

I refused to move. "The chair is comfortableeeee," I whined, dragging the 'e'. Mitch playfully rolled his eyes, "fine, but then I'll have to sit on you." Mitch plopped his body on me, sitting directly on my crotch. Making me hold my breath and my face turn pink. Praying to God he wouldn't notice.

I put my arms around his torso, hugging his waist to keep him from falling. I could see his cheeks turn a faint shade of pink, making me grin. I looked over his shoulder to look at the screen. The countdown was almost over.

3...

2...

1...

Unlike me, he died right off spawn to a guy with a wooden sword when Mitch had nothing. "Are you kidding me?" Mitch yelled with an angry tone. I laughed as the "You died!" screen popped up. Mitch put his hands on the arm rests of the computer chair, as if he was going to push himself up so I could play. I rest my hands on the keyboard, forcing him to sit on me again. I was practically holding him as I played.

Since he was slightly taller than me, his head blocked my view of the screen, he made his body slunk downwards and he put his head on my clothed chest. Snuggling into my body. I swallowed hard.

God, I don't want to die. I want this moment to last forever.

~ 

AYEEEEEE,

I do gud?