How Everything Changed (boyxboy)

Chapter Seven

Part 3: Need for Security

When I woke up, for the first time I felt refreshed and energized. As I opened my eyes, I felt someone's arm around me. I looked at that person quickly, dreading who I'd see. Oh my God! So yesterday wasn't a dream... The two of us were so close that I could feel is torso on my side. I looked again at his face just to observe him from that close, something I've only dreamed of. He looked so happy and calm in his sleep. His lips were curved up as if he was having a pleasant dream. Each second, I couldn't stop thinking of how good looking he was and how much I loved the feeling of his skin against mine. Each square millimeters of our touching flesh was sending me electric shocks. I loved it but I feared that he would wake up at any time and this moment would end too soon. I wasn't moving even though I wanted to hug him tightly. Seeing that he wasn't waking, I started relaxing and tried to fall back asleep but couldn't. The closeness between us wasn't letting me. After debating for many minutes, I finally decided to take his hand that was on my chest with mine, the one bandage-free.

No one could understand how I felt right now. Think about the thing you've dreamed of for years and then imagine that this dream actually come true although you've always thought there was almost no chance that it did.

I don't know how long I stayed like that, listening to his breath and absorbing as much as I could of him against me, but at some point he woke up. I suddenly felt ashamed and I tried to hide the fact that I was awake by pretending to sleep. I expected to feel him quickly distancing himself from me but he did not.

"I know you're not sleeping, Nate," he murmured. He probably had sensed me shaking since he had a hand on my bare chest.

I didn't dare to move and I had no idea what to say. "Did you sleep well?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I slept like a log," he answered. I finally mustered enough strength to look at him. He had his face turned toward me, his eyes closed and the most beautiful smile I ever saw on his gorgeous features. "What about you?"

"Good, actually my best night in years." He opened his eyes and looked directly into mine.

"That much?" he said smugly. "Then why are you shaking like this?"

"Oh, hum, I'm... anxious that's all," I told him in an unsteady voice.

He frowned at my answer. "Am I making you uncomfortable?"

"I don't know. I don't think so. Maybe. It's just overwhelming to be this close to you." Then I looked at our intertwined hands. I had forgotten I took his hand before. He looked at it too. "Can I be honest with you?" I demanded, looking back at his face.

"Yeah, tell me whatever is on your mind."

"Ok, well, I'm really confused right now 'cause I expected you to be disgusted when you'd wake up by how close we were and you'd accuse me of having done this on purpose but you didn't and you're not even taking your hand away or pulling away. I've dreamed so much of being in this situation but it always had been dreams that I knew for sure were only that, dreams. It's too good to be true. Actually I'm expecting to wake up anytime soon even though it feels way too real to be a dream," I ranted loudly before I stopped myself.

He kept looking into my eyes and lightly chuckled. "I didn't know it was that big of a deal for you," he finally said. "The reason I'm not pulling away is because it just feels good and I kinda like it being close like this with someone," he added after some time.

That wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear but it was enough to know that he liked it. I smiled at him.

We stayed like this for a five more minutes before I felt the urge to pee. Great!