Knight in A Dark Red Suit || Ziam [EDITING IN PROGRESS]

Moving Too Fast

Knight in A Dark Red Suit || Ziam

Chapter 7| Moving Too Fast

There was a soft caress against his Zayn's cheek as he reached up to scratch it now. Once he thought he was good his hand darted under the covers. But then it returned again although it was touching his nose this time.

He wiggled his nose before he pulled the covers above his head. He heard a soft noise above him before his cover was pulled away from him and his eyes were now in the light. He groaned softly before opening his eyes to see what was happening.

He stared at his boyfriend who held a tray of food in his hands.

"Well, this is a sight I will never see again."

Josh chuckled as Zayn sat up in bed for him to set the tray down. He noticed a red flower and he shook his head softly. He also noticed the pancake with cream and blueberries, oranges, bacon, sausage, and fresh orange juice with coffee.

"A way to say I'm sorry about the other day. I'm sorry I said what I said–,"

"Hey," he said letting a hand reach up and let it caress his boyfriend's face. He looked at him longingly. "It's all right. I forgave you."

"I know but you told me to promise you not to say anything like that and I broke it. I was too scared after the ride and didn't know what I was saying."

Zayn shook his head softly. "Okay, don't get all sappy on me like in the movies because that's pathetic. It doesn't make you as manly as you thought it would be."

Josh pouted. "Is it really that pathetic? I thought it would be cool."

Zayn shoved him away while laughing. "Hell no, it's not cool."

"Well, then I'll work on it." He smiled.

Zayn ate the breakfast while feeding his boyfriend and had a short discussion yet again about moving in with each other. Zayn pulled on a pair of pants as Josh said no once again to the idea of moving in with him in his dad's house.

"Come on," Josh said. "I live on my own anyway. Mom and dad don't live here. What's the harm of you staying here?"

"Nothing," he said taking a shirt out of the closet. "It's just...I don't know. Too fast. Probably."

"Then we don't have to move in. I can give you a key instead to my house."

Zayn shrugged and turned towards him to look at him. "That sounds like making progress."

Josh nodded. "At least it is something. So later today I will head down to the shop and make you a copy of my key."

Zayn nodded as he went to pull on his shirt only for Josh to grab his hand. Zayn was now squished on the bed with his boyfriend hovering over him and gazed down lovingly at him.

Then he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his nose. Then laced his lips with his boyfriends. He smiled down at him lovingly.

"I'll be back."

Then he got up only for Zayn to groan from not getting a kiss. "You're a punk."

"I know."

Zayn stood back up pulling on his shirt then looked over, hearing a phone going off. He looked around and found his phone on the bed. He saw the contact was Louis's then answered.

"Louis, hey! What's up?"

"...you want the truth?"

"Well, I do believe everyone deserves the truth even if it is bad."