The MagCon Ships III: Paper (Jolinsky)(BoyxBoy)

Chapter 5 - I Could Help

[Picture: Jacob Alvarez. Video: Take Me Home - Pentatonix]

On weekends, I usually just stay in. I jail myself in my dorm room and watch countless episodes of TV shows and YouTube videos. I'm actually pretty contented with that, it's quite relaxing taking time to just be alone and lie back, not doing anything productive for one day.

Luke was out with his friends, so I had the room to myself. I changed to a pair of comfortable sweatpants and a shirt, then proceeding to plop down on my bed, open my laptop, and start the day.

The last week was a rocky road to pass, school became hectic and it was taking up all my time even after classes. I'd have to spend my breaks preparing for the next class or doing work. I managed to still go to my shifts in the diner and the library despite everything that's happened, but the thing is I didn't really get to communicate with people much for that whole week.

Granted, Johnson's taking Architecture with me, so we had most classes together and we'd usually chat whenever we had time. Adriana, also busy with photoshoots and filming, spent her free day on Friday sleeping and she took me out for dinner that night. Lucas and I spent ample time together living as roommates, casual chats and little arguments over silly topics roaming around on the internet.

My paycheck isn't really doing me well. The two jobs I'm struggling to juggle are helping me only at a minimum. I can barely keep myself alive anymore and I'm starting to leech off the people around me.

Luke has taken the responsibility of bringing dinner back when it used to be us taking turns. Adriana shares some of the snacks she has whenever her parents send her a box of goodies from New York. And Johnson recently got me a case for my phone.

I haven't talked to Elliott in a long time, neither have I been seeing him around campus. The last time we've talked was when he was helping me with my assignment, which got a fairly high grade, by the way.

Around one in the afternoon, I decide to stand up and take a peek out the window. Despite the weather being generally cold as we start approaching December, some days are still as sunny as ever, and it's only the cold breeze that makes us keep wearing sweaters every day. Today, the sky was filled with clouds, covering the rays of the sun, splotches of white pollute the blue sky and it appeals to me.

I should head out. I find myself thinking.

I won't spend money, I won't buy or eat anything. I just want to go out and explore more of the city on foot since it's something I haven't really had the time to do since I got here.

I grab my phone and decide to text Adriana, asking if she's willing to hang out today.

To: Adriana Colton

Heyy, are you busy. I kinda want to head out and I was thinking if you might want to come with me? Text me asap. xoxo

Stripping my clothes, I grab my towel and head inside the bathroom. I turn the shower on and try to get it to the temperature which is just right. I let the droplets of water crawl through my body, I tilt my head to get more of the water to wash my hair. I run my hands through my body, massaging tense muscles and rubbing against calloused skin. I let my hands trail down to the center of my body between my thighs. I close my eyes, letting my head fall back as I let my heartbeat rise, sending a flush of heat to my chest. I involuntarily bite my lips as I brush against a part that feels good.

I think about it. I think about how it must feel so good having someone else touch you there, having someone else you can be so explicit and intimate to. I think about how I made myself wait for so long, and how I'm still waiting now. I ponder if what I've decided is a good thing, keeping myself pure, untouched for someone I feel like is the one. Someone I can feel comfortable with, having nothing on with our bodies touching, skin to skin and nothing else. I think about who that is, who I want to be undressed with, lying in bed, feeling so intimate and close, building our relationship stronger.