It is 10PM and Ian and Anthony have just sat on the couch to watch a movie. They had agreed to watch Titanic since none of them had actually seen it.
Halfway through the movie Anthony suddenly says:
“God, this is so boring!”
“I couldn’t agree more” Ian replied.
Anthony yawns loudly and places his heavy, sleepy head on Ian’s warm and soft shoulder, which is something that happens quite often between the two friends and doesn’t mean anything to either of them. A few minutes pass; just the two boys sitting like that watching the movie.
“I have to pee. I’ll be right back” Anthony says.
“Alright, should I pause the movie?”
“No that’s okay, it won’t take long” Anthony says smiling at Ian.
When Anthony had finished, he returns to the couch and sits right next to Ian.
His hand is lying on the couch only an inch away from Ian. Ian can’t stop looking at it, hoping that it would maybe, just maybe, touch his thigh. Just the thought of that sends a strange, but wonderful, warm feeling through his entire body and he can’t stop himself from smiling.
“What if I just moved my leg a little closer to Anthony’s hand, then maybe he would touch it by accident” Ian thought to himself. Ian then moves his leg very carefully just a little closer to Anthony’s smooth and beautiful hand, trying not to make Anthony move it even further away.
Ian succeeds his plan and his thigh is now so close to Anthony’s hand that he can feel the warmth from it causing him to blush.
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That Night - Ianthony Fanfiction
FanfictionIan and Anthony are watching a movie when Anthony suddenly, out of the blue, graps Ian from behind and pushes him against the wall......