Paper Hearts (boyxboy)

Andy's Naked Day

I wake up to the sound of the radio alarm playing "Take it on the Run." I turn it off and look at the front. 4:03 a.m., Feb. 14.

"Happy Valentine's Day!" Andrew pops up from the bottom of the bed. He leaps forward and lands on top of me, knocking my breath out.

"You too baby," I grunt, trying to smile. He beams at me, nuzzling under the sheets. "What are you doing up so early?"

"Waking you up with some sweet, sweet Valentine kisses!" He chuckles, pecking my cheek quickly. "And also because 'Take it on the Run' is my jam, and I can not sleep when REO Speedwagon is jammin'. "

I laugh, kissing him back. "You're adorable, this is true. But, my Valentine, I have to go for my morning run."

"No..." He whines, gripping my arm so I can't move. "I woke myself up specifically to catch you before your run."

He's giving me the puppy dog eyes, pouting like a baby. "Honey we're going to spend the whole day together."

"And?" He cries out. "Come on Noah, you can't skip your run just for one day?"

I shake my head sternly. "No, not even once. If I do, I'll surely get fat immediately."

He snorts, gripping on tighter. "Bull. You're staying here and that's the end of it."

"Fine," I huff, pulling him up against me, "but only for a few minutes, and then I run."

"I'll take it." He giggles, shimmying out of his shorts with the slightest of ease. He doesn't skip a beat stripping me down either, and moves about the bed quickly getting comfortable. He's gripping my left arm still, and the other hand slides down to grasp my hip. His chest is surprisingly cold pressed against mine. "You wanna, or me?" He asks quietly.

"Wanna what?" I yawn, egging him on.

He makes an uncomfortable face. "You know..."

I shake my head dumbly. "Nope, don't know what you're talking about."

"Damn it Noah you're wasting time!" He pushes me lightly. "Whatever, I'll just—"

"Noah!" Ms. Finnely knocks on the door, loudly startling us. "Get up I need you!"

Andy's eyes get wide and he sits perfectly still. "Um, yes what is it?" I call out, putting my finger to my lips to tell him to be quiet.

"I can't find Andrew. His grandmother is on the phone from Germany to wish him a happy Valentine's and he isn't in bed. I'm worried, can I come in?"

Andy shakes his head viciously. "Don't let her in I'm naked!" He whispers aggressively.

"Me too!" I huff. "You're the one who did it, remember, genius?"

He pouts. "Don't get shitty! I was just trying to get some ass."

"What is your grandmother doing calling at 4 in the morning anyway?" I hiss.

"It's 10 there, she always seems to forget the time difference." He looks up to the door, "wait, you still haven't responded to my mom."

She opens the door and Andy dips under the covers quickly. As she flicks on the lights I wince and position myself to try to hide him. "Oh, good morning ma'am."

"Uh huh." She puts her hands on her hips. "You know where Andrew is?"

I look skeptical as if I'm thinking hard. "Hmmm... no I don't think so. Do you know where Andrew is?"

"I think I have an idea," in one motion, she tears off the sheet and throws it to the floor, displaying two very nude and very embarrassed boys.

For a split moment, we sit in dead silence, caught red-handed. Andy is in a ball at my hip, the best deer-in-the-headlights look I've ever seen on his face. Ms. Finnely has a shocked and disgusted look, as if she hadn't exactly expected us to be naked. I look at both of them, back and forth, then finally say: "Andy! What are you doing in my bed?"