He Left Sparkles in his Wake

Jared's Dream

Richard had settled on the edge of the bed and mumbled something about if things got too weird. Jared wasn't paying attention. He was focusing on trying to slow his heart rate; how could it possibly be that fast just from being in the same bed? The same thin bed that had a shape that would promote couples to snuggle close together and-

Jared mentally slapped himself and hoped that his face couldn't be seen in the dark. After a while, he fell asleep. However, he began having a rather suggestive dream sequence.

Jared and Richard were walking hand in hand out in the sun. He could see that the way shorter male was talking, but couldn't hear him. That was fine though; Jared was transfixed by how Richard looked. The green sweater complimented his perpetually pink cheeks, the light made his hair appear like shimmering silk threads, and the sun caused his eyes to look warm and light like maple syrup. Suddenly, they were no longer outside, but in his room. Jared booted up a video game while Richard asked about their relationship. He tried to form a response, but was saved by a knock on the door. He answered the door, but no one was there. No one but a piece of paper taped to the door. His hand model like hands gently removed it unfolded the page.

'Dear Jar, we all support you and Richard. You cute couple, you! Your husband Satch is proud; You know, because you're out of the room all the time. Just remember that the walls are thin~ ;P Love, the guys, but mainly PuhBuhGoo'

Jared flushed but rejoined Richard on the couch to play Comatose or Living: Ultimate Beach Sport-Ball. Despite being gay, Richard became extremely attached to one of the girls and had a melt down when she didn't accept their character for the eleventy-seventh time. He snuggled up to Jared while winning.

"I gave her a parasol so she wouldn't get hot anymore. And a tea set so she could make tea with her friends. Not ME obviously!" Richard complained loudly and maneuvered so that he was sitting on Jared's lap. The owner of the game froze and the controller dropped from his hands to the floor with a thud. His heart was racing and his nerves were on fire. The shorter male smiled and removed his glasses before gently caressing his other half's face. "I love you Jared. Let me show you how much I love you."

Jared awoke abruptly. Something was pressed gently against his pelvis. He looked down almost nervously to see that Richard had accidently wrapped his leg around Jared's body in his sleep. The perfect student managed to contain his noises at the sight of his biggest, and cutest, fan sleeping soundly next to him. He reached slowly over the boy and grabbed his phone.

Jared: Hey my wonderful husband

Satch: Where are you?

Jared: I don't feel well, so I stayed with a friend who was getting sick too

Jared: Can you call me in sick please?

Satch: Really?

Jared: I'll give you a coupon that can keep me out of the room whenever you need and for however long you need.

Satch: Fine. Take it easy, okay?

The body next to him began almost writhing before it was on the floor. Richard looked like he had covered wars. Jared comforted him and managed to negotiate what he considered a date. He wanted everything to be perfect, but his dream was still replaying in his mind. Richard was wearing the same clothes, and their walk after breakfast gave him the same appearance as in the dream. Jared wanted to stop and stare at him for hours, to tell him about his dream, to tell him about his feelings. But he couldn't; it could ruin their friendship and his plans for the perfect way to ask Richard out. When they got back, things continued to follow Jared's potentially romantic dream. A knock on the door saved him and separated reality from dream. Jon, Jaque, and Jared talked happily about the game while the ruminants of the dream were temporarily swept under the rug in his mind.