Sweater Weather - [boyxboy]

∥Fifteen∥

Alan didn't know how to respond. He was just so surprised that Austin was kissing him, that when he pulled away, Alan as all too disappointed. Austin stared down at the boy, wide eyed and nearly guilty, but why should he feel guilty?

"I'm sorry, I-" Alan quickly cut the tall boy off, standing up on his tiptoes, grabbing the back of Austin's neck and kissing him again, feeling this huge wave of butterflies bursting throughout his body. Austin was quick to kiss back, gripping his hands at the boys small waist, pulling him closer. Alan let out a little noise of surprise, pulling back slightly.

"S-Sorry," Austin mumbled. Alan giggled and gently kissed him once more before pulling away completely. Austin watched the boys cheeks flush as he ran fingers through his hair, looking up and smiling.

"Um," Alan bit his lip, a goofy grin making itself present on the boys face.

"I-I seriously have to go," Austin mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck. Alan gave a slight nod and opened the door. The tall boy grinned and pulled Alan's chin up, gently kissing his slightly puffy lips. Alan was quick to respond, kissing him back for the smallest minute until Austin pulled away, smiling.

"I'll see you tomorrow," Alan said.

Austin left, going home and leaving Alan to squeal and hug the covers to his body as he sat down on the couch.

He and Austin actually kissed.

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"Do you actually have any idea what time it is?!" His old man shouted to him as he grabbed something to drink from the refrigerator.

"I told you I stayed at a friends, I fell asleep and that's why I'm late," Austin said, rolling his eyes as his father scoffed.

"You could have at least called and said that you were going to be home late!"

"I didn't even know I was going to be home late! I didn't mean to fall asleep!"

Back and forth they yelled at each other until Austin finally had had enough and went upstairs to his room, slamming the door shut in the process. He could hear his old man yelling downstairs, but he didn't care anymore. It was like his father waited for Austin to screw up so he could yell at him.

Austin threw a few things against the wall, taking out his frustration before plopping down on his bed, sighing loudly.

Alan was still curled up on the couch when the front door opened and in stepped his mom. She smiled sleepily at Alan, taking off her coat and shoes.

"Hey sweetie," she said, walking over to the couch and sitting down next to him. "Austin go home?" Alan nodded, smiling some.

"Well, I'm off to bed, I've got to be at work early in the morning." She mumbled, standing up and kissing Alan's cheek. He muttered a good night, hugging the covers closer. Eventually he fell asleep.

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Austin was up, quickly pulling on his clothes after he had showered. He was off to Alan's house with a huge smile on his face, wanting to see the ginger boy, especially after last night.

He didn't really mean to kiss Alan, it was just something that popped into his head and it seemed like a really good idea. It was the way Alan was smiling and blushing, looking really cute that made Austin think of kissing him, and thank god he went through with it.