Jaspar || Why not?

Chapter 6 ~ Hypocrite

After they ate their breakfast, Joe fell asleep in Caspar's arms. Like he literally snuggled into him and fell asleep. His head resting on Caspar's chest. Caspar wrapped his arms around him and just listened to his breathing.

He looks so cute when he's sleeping. Wait what? He did not just think that. Okay so what if he did? Joe just looks very peaceful that's all.

He decided to go and edit his new video and carefully climbed out from under Joe. He murmured in his sleep but didn't wake up. Good, Caspar didn't want to disturb him.

He walked downstairs to get his laptop. He was going to edit downstairs but he thought it'd be better to do it upstairs incase Joe needs anything. Isn't he just the nicest roommate?

He was just finished editing his new video and was going to start making lunch, when Joe opened his eyes and groaned.

"Had a good nap?" Caspar asked, laughing at how messy his hair was and how tired he still looked. 

"Yeah. Until you woke me up." Joe said grumpily.

"I didn't wake you up!" Caspar defended himself.

"Yeah you did. You were moving around too much."

"For your information I was going to make us some lunch." 

"Oh I'm sorry," He laughed, "that's really nice of you but I'm not really hungry."

"Okay well I'll just have yesterday's leftovers and we can order some dinner later on yeah?" Caspar asked.

"Sounds good. Now I really need to piss so I'll be back in a few." Joe said making his way downstairs.

Caspar walked over to the kitchen and started heating up yesterday's dinner. 

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Joe was worried and conflicted. He'd had sex with a bunch of girls and made out with loads but he'd never felt particularly attracted to them. But he's never been attracted to a guy either. This was too confusing. He didn't know what to think. Am I gay?

He spent the rest of the day lying on the couch 'watching' tv with Caspar. He wasn't really watching. Just trying to think of what he should do. And what he should think. And how he should feel. In the end he decided to think about it tomorrow. When he's not hungover and dying.

Caspar was really sweet. He brought Joe water a load of times and he asked him how he was feeling every five minutes. He's such a lovely person. I don't deserve him.

At around 7 pm Joe started feeling hungry. 

"Cas?" He mumbled.

"I love it when you call me that," he giggled, "it's so cute." 

Joe blushed. Why was he blushing? 

"Erm...eh..yeah so umm do you want to order some food or something?" Joe stuttered.

"Yeah sure. Are you alright? You sound worried or nervous about something?" 

"Me? What? I'm fine." Joe said quickly. 

Probably a little too quickly because Caspar gave him a suspicious look. But Caspar never pushes him to say things he doesn't want to talk about so he dropped the subject.

"Okay. I'll go order. What do you want? Chinese? Italian?" He asked.

"I don't mind."

"Oh my god Joe! Stop being so indecisive." He smiled.

"Fine. Chinese then." Joe decided.

"Aww I wanted Italian." He said. 

"I'm joking." He added after seeing Joe's face, knowing he was about to say that's fine. 

It's not that Joe doesn't have his own opinions and stuff. It's just that if Caspar's happy then Joe's happy. Wait what? 

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After they ate, Caspar cleaned up. He knew Joe still wasn't feeling well and he didn't want him to have to clean up. He does it all the time anyway. So Caspar might as well do it once.

"I think I'm gonna go have a shower and then go to bed." Joe's voice interrupted his thoughts. 

"Okay I'll come down and check on you in a bit." He answered.

"You don't have to.." He muttered, but Caspar saw him smile to himself as he started walking down the stairs. 

Joe always pretends that he hates how protective and fussy Caspar is over him but he secretly loves it. 

Caspar finished cleaning the dishes and went on his phone for a bit before deciding he should go to bed too. He walked downstairs and took a quick shower before going into Joe's room to make sure he's alright.

"How you doing?" He asked when he noticed Joe wasn't asleep yet.

He was spread out on his bed, his sheets all over the place, in his boxers and an oversized t-shirt that Caspar was pretty sure is his. 

"I'm fine." Joe yawned.

"You want me to tuck you in?" He asked Joe.

"Cas I'm not a baby." Joe whined but Caspar walked over to him anyway and began tucking him in.

He placed the blanket gently over his body and fluffed his pillow. He then bent down to give him a kiss on the forehead. He doesn't know why. Just felt like the right thing to do. 

"Your head's hot," He said as he stood back up, "you want me to check your temperature?"

"No I'm fine, I'm actually kind of cold." Joe answered which worried Caspar more but he shrugged it off and turned to leave when he felt Joe's hand grab his.

"Could you stay?" He asked.

"If you want. But I'm really tired so I need to go to bed soon." 

"You can sleep here."

"Like in your bed?" Caspar laughed, "I know I'm irresistible Joe but I think I'd rather sleep in my own bed."

For a split second he saw hurt flash in Joe's eyes. His beautiful blue eyes. What? But then the hurt was replaced by laughter and Caspar relaxed. 

"Yeah that's grand," Joe smiled, "I was just wondering because I'm cold and I wanted a cuddle."

"You can have one of my sweaters if you want," Caspar offered, "seeing as you're already wearing my t-shirt. 

They laughed and Caspar walked to his room and grabbed his warmest sweater. He walked back to Joe's room and handed him the sweater. He put it on and Caspar tucked him in again. 

"Goodnight Cas." Joe whispered as Caspar left the room. 

"Goodnight Jojo." 

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Joe woke up in the middle of the night to something or rather someone poking him in the back. He turned over.

"What do you want Caspar?" He asked not meaning to sound rude but he did anyway.

"I...um...I kind of...eh..had a nightmare and I was just...wondering if..if your offer still stands." Caspar muttered. 

Joe laughed. 

"Bloody hypocrite." He smirked but moved over straight away making room for Caspar. 

He climbed into the bed and moved closer towards Joe. Joe could feel his chest press against his back and his arms wrapped around Joe's waist.

"Hey! I didn't say we could spoon." Joe said but he didn't move.

This felt nice. Caspar smelled good and Joe enjoyed his warmth and his arms wrapped around his body. 

It felt safe. It felt comfortable. It felt right. 

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