Prince

Chapter 7

Joeys POV

Ok hold on a second, did he just say what I thought he said? He wants to kiss me? I thought if it ever came down to it i'd end up kissing him, I don't mean to sound desperate or anything, but I'm surprised I've lasted this long. Wait, what if he's joking? He didn't exactly say he wanted to kiss me, he just asked if I'd get mad, so maybe I should just say no, that way if it's just a question then all I did was answer. No harm done. Or maybe if I-

'Joey, you look like you're going to pass out'

'What? No, I just- I mean I was just thinking about stuff.'

'Stuff?'

'Yeah you know, I thought about it and I don't think I would get mad if...you kissed me'

'You sure?'

'Definitely'

'Ok'

Ok? OK? Is that it? He's just going to drop a bomb shell like that and say ok. There has to be a rule against that or something that says you can't just ask a person if they'd get mad if you kissed them and then say OK!

'It's getting late we should probably get some sleep'

Without another word he stood up from his chair and made his way over to the bed, puling the covers up to his shoulders like a cute little baby bundled up in a crib. What a little shit. He thinks he can just come in here with his big green eyes and his dark hair and that perfect body and just lie in my bed.

Narrators POV

Joey let out a sigh and lazily ran a hand through his messy hair, he rose from his chair and walked to the empty side of the bed. For a second he just stood there looking out how peaceful Daniel was at that moment, his chest slowly rising and falling in a perfect rhythm. He lifted the duvet and climbed in being careful not to disturb Daniel, who seemed to be asleep, but still Joey couldn't be sure.

He was positioned quite far away from Daniel, enough so he couldn't even feel any warmth radiating off his body, so he decided there was no harm in moving a few inches closer. Not wanting to seem obvious he decided to roll over and face away from Daniel, deep down he didn't want to, but he knew it was best.

He couldn't sleep at all after the conversation that took place earlier on, he kept going through it in his head over and over desperately trying to figure out if he had done something wrong. Maybe he should have just risked it and kissed Daniel, but what if he had told the King?

'Joey, You awake?'

Daniels voice was heavy with sleep, so quiet he could barely even be heard. Joey wanted to reply, but something stopped him. Instead he remained silent and focused on keeping his breathing at a normal rate, so he appeared to be asleep. He felt Daniel shuffle closer and then he felt a hand pulling at his side to role him over. He went limp and rolled on to his back, an act that didn't seem very convincing, but had Daniel fooled.

The dark haired boy let out a loud sigh of exasperation and then after a couple of seconds moved closer once again. Joey was confused by what was happening and it was to late to say he had been awake the whole time now. He was extremely nervous at Daniels closeness, but he willed himself to keep calm and breathe slow.

A few moments passed and Daniel moved closer one last time, this time his chest was pressed up against Joeys side. He wrapped an arm around Joeys chest, interlocked their legs and moved his face into the crook of his neck.

He was drawing circles on joeys stomach with his index finger, every so often playing with a loose thread on his sweater. Joey no longer felt nervous, he actually felt completely and utterly relaxed, like all his whole life had been building up to this perfect moment. Time had completely stopped and all that mattered was Daniel, that's it. No princesses being introduced to him and no lessons on how to be a good King.

Joey was finally content and felt himself drifting deeper and deeper into slumber, but just as his body was falling into the last stages of being completely asleep he felt Daniel lift his head and place his soft lips on his cheek, before moving his face back to Joeys neck. Then finally, he fell sleep.