Lost in Time

s e v e n

[shawn's pov]

"What'd you do after I left yesterday?" Shawn asks Taylor, scrunching his eyebrows together trying his best to look interested, and he was. Taylor only shrugs, "Not much, watched some Netflix, I showered and stuff."

Shawn hums softly and nods. Yea, he was sure Taylor did that after he sat on the balcony and looked through his window. Although it was partially Shawn's fault for leaving the curtains open. He wasn't mad at Taylor. Just wanted to see if he would say anything about it.

"I mean right after I left." Shawn pushed further, "Maybe five minutes or so after." He adds. Taylor squints his eyes at me. Soon realization becomes evident on his face. "Oh my god..." Taylor sighed placing his face in his hands.

Shawn laughs and plays with a loose string coming from his comforter. He grinned at the red patches forming on Taylor's face. It wasn't that embarrassing for him, Shawn's butt was like one of his best features on his body. No worries.

"I wasn't intentionally  staring at it. I just looked up and you where just there." Taylor explains with a few hand motions. "It's fine, Tay, but what's your opinion?" He asks. This question catches Taylor off guard, but Shawn was curious to know how he felt.

"My opinion on your ass?" He furrows his eyebrows, Shawn nods. "I-I mean it's big... Seems to be easy to grab. Oh my." Taylor shakes his head a little, refusing to look Shawn in the eyes. He was so flustered by this point. "Thanks!" He chirps. Wanna grab it." I stand to flaunt it a little. He said it so innocently it killed Taylor.

Taylor eyes widen, and he looks up at the boy, "Are you ok? Not running a fever or anything are you?" He reaches up to feel his face. Shawn smacks his hand away, and pulls it down, "Come on don't be so scared all your life. When someone offers you to grab their ass you take that offer." Shawn preaches.

Taylor reluctantly takes his hand from his, and reaches over to grab his ass through the sweat pants shawn wore. A weakness of his. "That's just about the weirdest thing I've done to a friend." He chuckles.

[4:05am]

Taylor decided to stay over for the night. They where seated on the balcony. Honestly the just love sitting outside late at night. Especially when both of them where in each other's company. Shawn's legs laid across Taylor's, as his hand rubbed Shawn's thigh soothingly.

"I'm so tired..." Shawn groans throwing his head back against the chair. "We're gonna watch the sunset." Taylor states. He's basically making Shawn stay out here just for him to photograph the sunset. Could've set a alarm, but no Taylor's difficult.

"Can I go to sleep?" He asks. Taylor sighs, "Come here." He holds his arms out for Shawn. He gets up reluctantly, Taylor grabs his hands to pull him closer towards his own body, "Just sit on my lap, and rest your eyes."

Shawn does as he says, and sits on his lap sideways. His legs hanging off the side of the chair, but his butt resting in Tay's lap. Shawn's back being held up by his arm. He rest his head on Taylor's shoulder and close his eyes.

"Mhm you're warm." He mumbles,
cuddling into Taylor's chest more. It felt amazing to be able to rest his eyes. Shawn wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to stay awake as Taylor rubbed his side soothingly.

"Talk to me. Keep me awake." Shawn says quietly, almost a mumble. Taylor hums softly, "What are you doing for Fourth of July on Saturday?" He asks.

"My family goes to the pier every year. Tell your parents about it. Y'all could join us." Shawn answers.

"What's your weaknesses?" He continues to strike a conversation.

"Being called baby boy, and when someone grips my thig, or butt." He says.

"Like this, baby boy?" Taylor whispers huskily in his ear gripping his thigh in his own hand. Shawn shivers under his touch. While Taylor massages his thigh softly.

"You just used both of my weaknesses in one action. Who are you?" Shawn lifts his head of Tay's shoulder to look at him. That small action made his stomach go into knots. Butterflies.

Taylor chuckles softly, "I'd tell you mine, but it's a little weird, yet basic in a way." He comments.

"You like being called daddy, don't you?" Shawn rests his head back on Taylor's shoulder. The deep laugh that slipped from Taylor's lips gave the answer away. It didn't come to much of a surprise to Shawn. Taylor was daddy material, why not call him that?

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i swear to living horse shit i seen a shadow run down my hallway while writing that last part, holy mother of chickens!

qotd: things that annoy you?
me: heights, bugs, loud/obnoxious people, babies who cry a lot, when there's no food in the house, people who smack when they eat, liars, people who always think they're right, the squeaking of stir foam against stir foam, andddd just life🌚

OH AND THEM READERS THAT COMMENT CORRECTING MY GRAMMAR OR SPELLING ERRORS. lol where's your relevancy? because it's not here...

[may 31, 2016]
[11:41pm]