Jian one shots

Easter mass

I was laying in bed with the warm sheets wrapped securely around me and my head half buried in a fluffy pillow. The curtains were drawn to block out the rays of the early morning sun and my door was closed to muffle the voices and commotion coming from my family downstairs; allowing me to sleep the morning away as if it was any ordinary day.

But it wasn't just 'any ordinary day'....

It was Easter

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My peaceful slumber was disrupted by the pounding of feet advancing up the stairs, though the hallway and towards my room.

"Kian Robert Lawley!"

My mother threw the bedroom door open and entered not even giving my groggy mind time to think of a coherent response.

Without missing a beat she strode across the floor and pried the curtains apart, allowing bright light to stream into the room. I groaned when it hit my sensitive eyes and tried pulling the covers over my head, only to have those ripped away to.

Goosebumps rose across my bare torso and I shivered slightly; I curled in on myself, trying to keep my body heat and made no effort to get up.

My mom made her way over to the side of my bed and tapped her foot impatiently.

"Kian look at me"

To avoid bringing myself anymore discomfort than I was already being put through I did as I was told and took in her appearance with my sleep ridden gaze.

She was adorned in a floral, pastel dress. Her hair was curled slightly, but also pinned back and her makeup was done to perfection.

I was to busy confusingly taking in her appearance to realize she was talking to me the entire time.

"- and now everyone's here and we're all waiting for you"

"wait... what?" my morning voice was deep and slightly slurred but I didn't care.

She brought her hands to her head and began rubbing her temples, she signed in exasperation.

"kian did you really forget what day it is?" she asked, clearly frustrated.

"umm... its Sunday" I drawled out annoyed.

I was correct, it was Sunday; aka a day I decided to spend home from collage. Aka a day I had no classes. Aka a day where I was supposed to be sleeping in!

"kian its Easter Sunday!" she spoke slowly, obviously holding back anger... she continued

"... it is Easter Sunday and our entire family is downstairs waiting for you to get ready so we can go to church"

Realization and comprehension of what she was saying finally began to dawn on me.

"mom, you know I don't want to go to church. You guys go, I'll stay behind and start preparing the food or some shit"

She let out a huff of frustration and turned around, walking to my closet.

"Kian you are going to church whether you 'want to' or not! Even if you don't care to be there the lord will appreciate you coming!"

As she spoke she dug into the forbidding depths of my wardrobe and retrieved a white button up shirt , light colored tie and khakis I didn't even know I owned.

"Mom I'm gay. If I stay, if I go, he's gonna send me to hell either way" I sighed and propped myself up in the bed.

This was the common guilt trip I used to get out of our family outings to any holiday mass, but it was obvious that this time it wasn't gonna cut it.