Gay fluff!

Boyxboy

"What even?" I whisper to myself as I mark another test question wrong. I was grading the final exams for my eighth grade social studies class, and holy shit I had no idea that people could be this stupid. Well okay I did but still.

I hear my front door open and close behind me, followed by footsteps. "Hey, babe" I hear behind me, a pair of soft lips met my cheek in a short kiss. "Hey," I mumble out.

He sits down next to me and turns the tv on to say yes to the dress, one of our favorite shows to watch. He lays his head down on my shoulder as I continue to grade the papers, "wait wait wait wait... Did they seriously put that Jesus was the Greek god of thunder and lightening?" He asks in disbelief. I nod and lie my head on his, sighing loudly. 

We sit like that for a minute until he finally takes the papers from my lap and sets them on the coffee table. He pulls me into his lap, one leg on each side of my waist. I lean back onto his chest and watch the tv with him.

After about an hour and a half, he taps me on the shoulder, breaking me out of my daze. "Psst. Babe let me get up. I gotta pee." He says, his voice laced with sleep. "No." I insisted, hugging him tightly.

He sighed, annoyed, "fine, but you asked for it." I braced, knowing what he was about to do. He slipped his arm under my legs and Behind my back, picking me up in one swift movement. He carried me all the way to the bathroom, bridal style.

When we reached the bathroom, gently putting me on the counter. After taking care of his... Business... he picked me up again and carried me back to the couch, returning us to our former position.