Coffee Shop [C]

Chapter eight

Angelo didn't sleep that night. Not even as tired as he was he couldn't bring himself to sleep. He ended up listening to Chris's heart. It calmed him slightly. He was on the edge of passing out when he felt Chris's hand cup the back of his head.

"You're awake." Chris whispered. "Why?"

"Couldn't sleep." Angelo sighed.

"I want you to come with me today, but just not on stage okay?" Angelo nodded, too tired to argue. "It's just to keep you safe."

"I understand." Angelo yawned. "Just don't say anything stupid about me." Chris chuckled, shaking his head.

"I wouldn't ever say anything bad about you." Chris chuckled. "Up," He grunted, "we gotta shower." Angelo whined, wrapping his arms around Chris's waist. "Come on baby." Angelo sighed, pushing himself up.

"Da.. Chris, I don't wanna." Angelo whined, biting his lip as he blushed. Chris frowned at him, cupping his cheek.

"What were you about to say?" Chris asked. Angelo shook his head, turning from Chris. He managed to keep the blanket covering his lower half. "It's okay. Tell me when you're ready." Chris got up, walking to the en suite bathroom. "Aren't you coming?"

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"I can dry my own hair." Angelo mumbled. Chris simply kissed Angelo's forehead, smirking down at him.

"I was thinking I could take you somewhere to eat after." Chris mused. "Would you be okay with that?" Angelo nodded, smiling up at him. "Let me go and fetch you some clothes." Angelo bit his lip as Chris left.

"Chris, I... Are you sure it's okay?" Angelo called, blushing when Chris walked in without his towel. "You're towel." Angelo whimpered, covering his face. Chris chuckled, shaking his head. He sat Angelo's clothes on the counter, kissing Angelo's cheek.

"Stand up." Angelo hesitantly stood, blushing when Chris pushed his towel off his waist. Chris pulled a button off the counter, helping Angelo into it.

"This isn't mine." Angelo mumbled.

"I know." Chris chuckled. He slowly buttoned the shirt, kissing Angelo's shoulder. "The pants are yours though." Angelo blushed, holding his hand out for the jeans. Chris chuckled has he passed them to the smaller man.

"Where's... my boxers?" Angelo mumbled. Chris tilted his head, smirking at him.

"You weren't wearing any last night." Angelo opened and closed his mouth like a fish as his blush darkened. Chris quickly connected their lips, slipping his tongue past into Angelo's mouth. Angelo's eyes fluttered shut as he wrapped his arms around Chris's neck. Angelo pulled back, quickly putting his jeans on.

"Where are we going?" Angelo asked, biting his lip.

"Some show thing, and then we'll go somewhere to eat." Angelo nodded, blushing.

"You don't have to." Angelo mumbled.

"I don't have to, but I want to. I like spoiling the people I date." Chris chuckled as he kissed the of Angelo's head. "Sit." Angelo did as told, sitting on the closed toilet lid. Chris bent down in front of him, smirking up at him. He gently put the smaller man's socks and shoes on his feet, kissing his knees. Angelo blushed, smiling at him.

"You need to get dressed." Angelo whispered.

"I know. You go downstairs and wait for me. Devin is supposed to be showing up soon." Angelo nodded, slowly walking out the room.