Green- this means the person is calm and is relaxed
"I can't stand him. I can't stand anything right now. Well except you." I said, thinking out loud.
I had planned on going and graffiting a building, but Kyle had stopped me. He said that instead we could watch some movies and hang out. He said that he would take me to graffiti, but I had to calm myself first.
"I understand." He sighed, pulling the blanket up higher. For once in my life, I actually felt loved. Kyle made me feel wanted, unlike my family who treated me as a burden. Mom had always disliked me up until dad was arrested. And that's only because of the money I was bringing in. And dad always wanted me around, but that was because he liked how much alike him I was.
"I'll be right back."
He then got out of the bed, and left the room. I could hear as he ran down the stairs and then ran back up to his room, a plate of cookies in hand.
"I made you these earlier." He smiled, and got back into the bed, and pressed play on the movie.
"You're too good Kyle. Too fucking good." I laughed, grabbing one of the cookies and taking a bite. That's when I couldn't stop smiling.
"Do you like them?" He asked, watching as I devoured the cookie.
"These are oatmeal and chocolate chip, my favorite!" I said happily. Kyle was one of the only people who knew my love of oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. Even my own bitch of a mother thought my favorite was chocolate chip.
"I swear you're too good for me. Too fucking good." I mumbled, watching a crimson blush crept across his face.
"You know, that's really not true. Dan you're a great person." He smiled, watching as I couldn't help but smile.
"Yeah I mean sure you're different than me. But it's a good different. Like only good people slay two jobs, and tutor a dummy like me. You know it isn't true, in my eyes we're equal." Kyle then moved closer to me, subtly resting his head in my shoulder.
"We're equal." I grinned, watching as his eyes began drooping.
"Are you tired?" I asked, watching as he shook his head.
"Go to sleep. I don't mind, go ahead."
His eyes finally stayed shut, and he was now closer to me than before, his arm across my chest.
"I love you Dan." He mumbled before he started to snore softly.
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mood rings
FanfictionThe story of the boy who wore mood rings and the boy who wore raybans