The boys on the side of the road [CREWFIC]

6- Deluxe

Sidearms

I was hot.

I needed to vent my body or I would die from a stroke. I fluttered my eyes open only to see a familiar blue fabric. I slowly lifted my head to see that it was Deluxe's shirt.

Wait.

Deluxe?

I pushed myself up more to see him, lightly snoring next to me, with his right arm resting on his stomach, and his left arm on my back. Was I...sleeping on his chest?

The thought itself made my cheek go red in embarrassement. Also, what happened last night so Deluxe sleep next to me?

I looked at Speedy, who was peacefully sleeping on his side. I couldn't see D20, but I supposed he was sleeping on the couch.

I considered laying back down. I mean, Deluxe was really attractive. I found him very cute and he's funny. Also his accent is funny and I liked it. I found myself blushing again, but nontheless layed my head back down on his chest. His left arm instantly wrapped around me and brought me closer to him. I had to admit that I didn't mind the proximity, but Speedy and D20 where in the same room so it made me feel a little bit uncomfortable. Also, I didn't want anything to happen down there, if you know what I mean.

Even if I had layed back down and was now cuddling with D4, I had to get up. I couldn't stay in bed, not with D20 and Speedy in the same room, I just couldn't. My mind was spinning so fast I thought it would just stop working suddenly. So I slowly removed myself from Deluxe's surprisingly strong grip and stumbled in the kitchen area.

D20 was sitting at the table, doing something that I couldn't see. His big backpack was nicely placed in front of him and I couldn't see from that angle.

"Good morning, Sidearms", he said without looking up from his activity.

I had to admit that it startled me a tiny bit. He started stuffing things in his bag, zipped it up and placed it back under the table, where it was yesterday.

"Good morning", I replied, sitting in front of him.

He stared at me with a soft smile on his lips. I stared back at him, even though I felt a little bit uneasy, but then his facial features softened.

I noticed his eyes, a light grey that brough out the tan color of his skin, that looked so smooth and flawless. His hair was a brown color, so light, almost like a faded version of chestnut hair. It looked so soft too, like a pet or something, and it made me want to touch it for some reasons. Unconsciously, I had brought my hand to his hair, but he backed off.

"What are you doing?", he asked me, a smile playing on his lips.

I kind of snapped back to reality, realizing my actions. "Euh... Your hair looked soft?", I questionned more that stated.

He giggled a contagious giggle and it made me want to giggle too, but instead I just smiled because I was already too embarrassed of what I had just done – or wanted to do.

"So...did you sleep well?", I asked him to change the nonexistent subject. "I mean, this couch doesn't seem too comfy."

"No it was alright to me. Did you sleep well?", he asked me with a knowing smirk. Shit.

I considerably blushed before answering. I was debating weither or not I should tell the truth or take it cool. But I couldn't just take it cool, so I opted for the first option. "I...did", I admited, looking down at my hands.

I didn't get any answer so I looked up at D20, who was still grinning and staring at me.

"What happened yesterday?", I finally asked the question that taunted me for so long.