Unlikely Harmonization

Safe Dreams

Byron's POV

I think I'm dreaming. My large bed feels as if it's smaller. Much, much smaller. My body feels almost warm. This old house doesn't have heating, how am I this warm?

My eyes flutter open to see darkness. The small amount of moonlight doesn't provide the best seeing material. I can tell that I'm in my bed, and I'm facing outwards. I'm on the edge, nearly off of the bed, actually.

I scoot back to try and get closer to the center of my bed, and nearly scream when I feel another body in my bed. I freeze, and my mind begins to race.

What the heck? Who would be in my bed? Why would they be in my bed? Don't they have their own bed?

And then I realize. Sean. He would be in my bed. He would be in my bed because he needs to sleep somewhere. He doesn't have his own bed, because a baby came to the house and they haven't moved his bed upstairs yet.

I think about rolling over, and asking him to scoot over, but I'm sure he wouldn't be able to. His massive form is too large to scoot over. I just stay where I am, and then I think... What if I move closer? I feel the heat in my face, and I'm sure I'm red as a tomato, but still.

"Byron?" I stop breathing.

"Dude, you're awake. I can tell." Sean continued, poking my back.

"Sorry, Sean."

"No, it's fine, but if you want to cuddle, you're gonna have to let me hold you." He said in what I guessed was a joking manner.

"Umm... I'm not sure what to say to that, Sean." I say, trying to keep my voice from cracking.

"Well, you could just scoot closer." He says in a more serious tone.

I feel the bed move slightly, and I see his hand moving around me. I scoot closer, and he wraps his arms around my body. I'm happy that it's dark, because my whole body is probably blushing right now. I can feel his bare chest on my back, and his legs are wrapping around mine.

"Hey, Byron?" Sean asked.

"Umm, yeah?"

"Are you like, gay?"

"I seriously doubt I would let you hold me if I weren't, Sean." was my reply.

"Okay." Was his simple answer. I begin to ask him, but I'm afraid of the answer.

What if he's just really cold? I'm sure he's just doing this to make fun of me later. Don't let him fool you. He's an idiot, remember? My mind keeps my mouth shut, and I drift back to sleep with Sean holding me. I think I feel his lips press into my neck, but I'm too sleepy to tell.

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Okay, this was a short chapter, but I feel like it was a cute one, and I really liked writing it. What do you guys think of #Syron? Do you ship it? Do you not? I'm sorry about not describing Sean in detail yet, but I will in the next chapter.
~Tinyhero