'sing me that song you wrote, the one that you didn't want me to hear' steve said, very sleepy. 'I don't know' jonathan said shyly 'it's not very good' steve laced his fingers with jonathan's 'I don't care. sing me to sleep' steve's eyes were closed and he was almost asleep and jon started to sing very softly while gently tracing his fingertips across steve's bare chest 'the brightest part of my day is you, you're my way out of the darkness, I hope you feel it too' steve smiled in his sleep and jonathan placed two light kisses on both of steve's eyelids while at last tenderly kissing his lips. 'I love you' jon whispered, pulling the covers over his boyfriend's body, but steve didn't say anything back, he was already asleep. he knew steve loved him back, he didn't need to say anything, and soon jonathan fell asleep too, a smile on his face, and the two boys were sleeping, fingers still laced, legs tangled, dreaming of each other.
morning came. steve woke up, removed sleep from his eyes. he had slept better than he had in days. it had been the first time he and jonathan had slept together, and it had been the most amazing night in steve's life. steve didn't want to wake up jonathan just yet, he just lay there, looking at his boyfriend sleeping, admiring his beautiful face. he was the most gorgeous thing steve had ever laid his eyes on. steve couldn't help himself, he traced a finger over jonathan's skin. it was so soft, he could touch it all day. steve sighed, running his fingers down jon's arm, feeling every little hair on his arm. jon gave a little moan, which made steve smile, and he opened his eyes very slowly. jon smiled, and steve placed two light finger's on his lips. 'don't say anything' steve said, closing his eyes. jon didn't say a word, and steve then ran his fingers very softly down jon's throat, then his bare chest. when steve's finger stopped at jonathan's nipple, making little circles, jon moaned again and said ' steve, what are you doing?' 'what do you think I'm doing?' steve replied. 'making me feel hot, and I just woke up, steve' 'well, do you like it?' steve asked. 'please, don't stop' jon whispered. steve leaned in, parting jonathan's lips and kissing him gently. damn, this boy's lips were the softest thing ever. steve then started placing long kisses all over jonathan's neck. when he stopped after a long time, jon buried his face in steve's neck, laughing. 'what?' steve asked. 'you're so good to me' jon said. 'you deserve it' steve replied, smiling. the two boys both started laughing. jonathan looked steve in the eyes. 'it's been the best night of my life' 'mine too' steve said.
steve and jonathan got dressed after many hours of just enjoying each other's company in bed. steve didn't want to go home, but he had to. his parents would be mad at him. they had not taking the news very well, when steve had told them that he had a boyfriend, but after a while they had accepted it, even though steve knew that they were not completely cool with it yet. he didn't care..
'where have you been son?' steve's dad asked when he got home. 'at Jonathan's' steve replied. 'really? so you spent the night there? you slept with him?' 'that's none of your business' steve said, angrily, pushing past his father. he couldn't believe his dad wanted to have this conversation. 'it's just that I worry about you, son' steve's dad said, placing a hand on his son's shoulder. it was the most affection steve's dad has showed him in years, and even though steve didn't like to admit it, in that exact moment he could feel how much he had missed it. but he was angry with him, so angry. he knew his dad didn't approve of steve sleeping with another guy, but steve couldn't care less, he was 17 years old, for God's sake. 'I know it's not really because you worry about me, it's because you don't like the idea that your son has a boyfriend, but guess what, dad, I'm old enough to know what's right for me, I don't want you to pretend like you know what's best for me, you have been doing that my entire life, and guess what, I'm so sick of tired of your shit.' 'that isn't true! you're just confused, but you don't even realize it' steve's dad said. damn, it hurt, it hurt so fucking much. it got him so mad. 'what do you know about love!? it's not like you ever loved mom, or me, is it? you only care about yourself and your stupid car, your stupid job and fake reputation. don't pretend like you care about my happiness or whatever cause you know what? you don't know shit about my happiness. jonathan is my boyfriend now, and he makes me happy, God, he makes me so goddamn happy dad and I love him' this wasn't like steve, but tears started to well in his eyes. he couldn't remember the last time he had cried, it had been so long ago, but now all the shit was just coming back to him, and this, his father being such a jerk, pretending that what steve feelt for jonathan wasn't real, that he was just confused about being gay, all that was just bullshit and steve couldn't take more shit from anyone, and when it came to jonathan, he just got protective. everything steve had just said was true, and it felt good for him to tell his father the truth, cause it was the fucking truth, nothing he had said had ever been more true, he loved jonathan with his whole soul, body and mind, and his heart couldn't take no more shit. he wanted to tell his dad to fuck off, but he went up the stairs , he didn't want his dad to see him cry, the only person who steve would ever allow to see that was jonathan, even though he had not cried in front of him yet. steve's dad called for him, but steve didn't really hear it, he couldn't hear him for the blood rushing in his ears, fury had filled him up. he went to his room and threw himself on the bed. tears came.
steve had fallen asleep. it had felt good to cry, he had forgotten how nice it could feel to just let it all out.
