"I wanna feel your body under my hands," Jeremy panted, ripping off my shirt.
"Is your door locked?" I asked. He shoved me over and started nipping at my neck.
"I love yo-"
"More," I said, kissing him again. I unbuttoned his pants and pushed them off. I heard a creak, so I quickly looked up. Jeremy kept biting on my neck.
"JEREMY, I SAID TO LOCK THE DOOR!" I shrieked. Jeremy looked up and looked behind us to see his dad standing there
"Dad, I'm sorry.."
"Son, you have to lock the door.." He sighed. "I don't care that you're with a boy.. You just need to lock the door."
"I'm sorry," Jeremy said.
"Boy, put some pants on. I don't wanna see all that."
"Oops.." Jeremy said, yanking a blanket over his lap.
"I just wanted to tell you that I have to leave early," he said. Jeremy looked disappointed.
"Why?"
"They need me back."
"But why?!" Jeremy asked childishly.
"They just do.." he said, rubbing his hand over his buzzcut.
Jeremy sighed. I picked up his hand in mine, squeezing it.
"Aren't you ever gonna introduce me?" his dad asked.
"Shit, I'm sorry.. Dad, this is my f- uhh.. boyfriend, Benjamin. Benji, this is my dad."
"Nice to meet you.." his dad said.
"Nice to meet you, too.." I said. His dad looked to the floor.
"I have to leave tomorrow.." he said. Jeremy frowned.
"Are you sure you have to go?" he asked. His dad nodded. I squeezed his hand and quickly kissed his cheek. "I don't want you to go! I have fun talking to you, and you telling me stories-"
"I'll run out of stories if I don't go back and get more."
"I don't want you to go back.." Jeremy said. "I miss you. And I'm scared that-"
"Jeremy, you know I'll be alright. I'm not leaving you. This is my home stretch. After this, I'm done."
"Can't you just drop out?"
"No, Jeremy." He sighed. "I'll leave you two alone. I don't wanna hear any grunts."
After he left, Jeremy leaned on my shoulder. "I'm not in the mood to make any grunts."
"That's okay, baby.. I understand."
"Do you?"
"No.."
Jeremy squeezed my hand and buried his head into my shoulder.
"I love you.." I said. It fell quiet, then I felt a wet spot in my shirt. "Jeremy?"
"No.." He sniffed. "I'm fine," he said.
"Come on," I said, getting up and pulling on his arm. He groaned and let me get him up. I dragged him down his stairs and into the kitchen where his dad was.
"Jeremy?" his dad said. Jeremy's whole face was red and he had tears streaming down his face. "Son.."
"I'm tired of this! I can't take it!" He jerked his arm away from me and ran off.
"Jeremy, wait!" I called, running after him, my heart racing.
"Jeremy, come back here!" his dad called, following me down into the basement. I ran over to Jeremy, who was hiding beneath our big puppy blanket.
"Baby.." I said, picking him up and forcing him to sit upright. His dad walked over and sat next to him, while I sat on his other side and grabbed his hand that was resting on his leg.
"I'll be back in two months, I promise. I know you don't want me to go. I don't wanna go, but I gotta. This time around will be easier, I promise. You've got Benjamin here to help you through it. The way he treats you, Jeremy.." His dad stopped talking for a second. "He's.. I'm glad you're with him. He'll treat you right."
"Yeah.. I am lucky to have him."
"I'll be there for you," I said. "I promise. I'll always be there, Jer.."
"Aw, come on. Don't get all choked up, lovey-dovey on me."
"I just want you to know I'm here for you."
"And I thank you," he said quietly, finally meeting my eyes. "I love you, sexy.." He grabbed my neck and pulled me down to his lips.
"Come on, guys.." His dad sighed.
"Sorry, Dad.." Jeremy said, rubbing my chest.
"Shit, Jer, you let me walk out without a shirt?" I asked rhetorically.
"I'm not wearing any pants, so.." he said.
"Cover that thing up!" I joked, pulling the blanket over his lap. He buried his head into my shoulder.
"Have y'all.. Ya know.. Had sex?" his dad asked nonchalantly.
"Nah, but we s-"
"Jeremy!" I said.
"What?" he asked, looking at me cluelessly. I could tell he told his dad everything.
"Nothing," I said quietly.
It was quiet for a while before his dad said, "I'm gonna go upstairs. I'll be in the kitchen if you need me, Jeremy."
"Okay, Dad.."
Jeremy leaned against me, sinking into me and pushing his body against my chest. "Jeremy?"
"What?"
"What do you wanna do? I'll do anything to make you feel better. We can do whatever you want. We can cuddle and watch TV, we can talk, we can have sex, it doesn't matter." I wrapped my arms tightly around him. He moved onto my lap and stared down at me.
"I wanna take a shower."
"Do you want me to come?"
"Yeah, if you don't mind.."
"Of course I wanna come," I said, smiling. "I get to see my hot, sexy, beast of a boyfriend naked. Why would I miss out?"
"Oh, come on. I'm not that hot. I'm like a skeleton, with my ribs sticking out and all."
"Aw, baby, don't think like that. You're hot.. sexy.."
"No, I'm not! Stop lying to me!"
"I'm not lying, J-Baby.."
"Let's just go shower," Jeremy said, grabbing my hand and dragging me toward the stairs.
