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

Chapter 11 - The New Year

[Picture:Jack Gilinsky.  Video: for him. - Troye Sivan Ft. Allday]

The experience of staying inside the Johnson household wasn't really as terrifying and bad as I thought it would be. So far, the only thing I've seen that has totally weirded me out was the obviously fake masculine act J does whenever he's with his family. I never really saw him like this, because whenever we're together alone he turns into the cutest puddle of chocolate syrup. I don't think cute is an adjective you'd use to describe chocolate syrup but...you see what he does to me? He's messing with my mind!

His parents were more than pleased to have me over for being away for so long. Every time we all gathered around for a meal, we'd all reminisce about the things J and I did and went through, like our first carnival together, going to see the premiere of this movie where apparently, J and I were so into it that we were actually screaming at the screen. 

Spending Christmas together was a great experience for the both of us as boyfriends. Brr, I still get the tingles whenever I think of that. I finally got the cuddles that I wanted for a long time, since I was still with Elliott. I wonder how he's doing now? We haven't really talked since the party, and I think the both of us should get together some time, as two totally platonic friends.

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"Good." He smiles, giving me one last kiss before he turns off the lights. 

With the lights from the backyard seeping inside the room from his window, I can still see a bit. As my eyes start to adjust to the darkness of the room, I notice Johnson walking around the bed to sit right in front of me. My heartbeat rises and I feel the heat rush through my body as my hands start to feel cold and sweaty. 

What if he asks me if I'm ready to do it? If I'm ready to have sex with him? What if he wants to? Will I be able to be completely honest with him and tell him that I think we should be sure of our relationship thing first? Because we just took on the title as boyfriends to immerse ourselves in the real experience. If we aren't comfortable with being romantic to each other, we'll stop and hopefully go on as the best friends we once were. 

I'm not one to give myself to a random guy, no matter how hot he is. Maybe I'm just saying that right now because I'm still a virgin, but no matter how much I love Jack right now, I'm not going to be comfortable having sex with him unless we're for sure that we're a couple.

I feel him place his hand on top of mine. "So this is it, huh?" 

Oh god. 

Dear lord almighty, please help me right now. Help me do the right thing for what's about to come. 

I don't answer, waiting for him to finish what he means. 

"This is our first cuddle together." 

I take a deep breath as my eyes roll to the back of my head. Thank god he only meant cuddling. 

The both of us, tired from all the travelling and everything else that has happened today, don't even get the chance to talk about the whole cuddling thing, like who's going to be the big spoon or small spoon, who's going to be cuddling to who's chest, and who's going to be nuzzling his nose to whose neck. Jack and I strip our shirts of before we get under the covers, where the sexual tension rises but we both chose to ignore it. 

I actually even got hard when we were lying down face to face, just looking into each other's eyes. It was weird, really, for me to be aroused at that moment. 

I notice his eyes close, and so I do too, thinking that this was the cuddle he meant, just the two of us lying down face to face, feeling each other's breaths. But moment's later, he groans. I open my eyes to see him pouting.