The Perfect Romance [boyxboy]

Ch. 13: Church Preparations

Ch. 13: The Envy of Many

“Kyle, I feel sore!!!!” I say, making a pouty face. After last evening, I guess it shouldn’t surprise me, but still…

“Hey now, don’t look at me. I wasn’t the one shouting ‘Kyle, faster, harder!’ and moaning in such a way that it’s impossible not to get turned on when I hear it…” Kyle states matter-of-factly with a small smirk. I blush a deep red in response.

“Oh yeah… I have a surprise for you!  Go sit over there and close your eyes until I say you can open them.” Kyle instructs. I cover my eyes with my hands for good measure, and I hear him fumbling around for a few seconds.

“Okay, open! I’ve been working on this for a while now whenever I’m not around you… it’s a song by the band One Direction, called ‘What Makes You Beautiful.’ I hope you like it…” Kyle says before beginning to strum his guitar gently. A few notes in and I feel like I’m falling for him all over again, for the billionth time. About halfway through he gives me a smile during a pause, and I almost tear up, it makes me feel so elated.

He plays the final note and by now I’m all but bawling with emotion. He sets down his guitar and pats his lap, motioning for me to sit on it. I gladly oblige, and we cuddle for a few minutes while I settle down. I’ll never be able to get over how amazing he is.

“I love you, Kyle. I love you so much.” I finally manage to get out.

“And I love you just as much, Garrett. Hey, today is Saturday right? We should totally go to my church’s youth group tonight!” Kyle says enthusiastically, getting that twinkle in his eyes that I’ll never get tired of.

And with that we were prepping for my first trip to a church since I was 5. I’ve always been afraid to go because I’m gay, even though it’s not always the whole Westboro Baptist “God Hates Fags” bullcrap… I’ve heard that Methodists are pretty chill about the issue, so I figure it can’t hurt to try.

“No no no, you are not wearing that to youth group, love. Let’s see… maybe… ahhhhh that’ll do, and perhaps… I’ve got it.” Kyle snaps his fingers with his a glint in his eyes that makes me feel like I’m about to be wearing a stripper outfit or something.

Out of the blue, Kyle pulls of his shirt and dashes into his closet, reappearing about a minute later wearing a deep blue, skin-tight shirt that looked sexy as hell on him. (But then again, what doesn’t???)

In his hands he has a matching shirt and a pair of black shorts that match his own. I raise an eyebrow, catching on to his idea.

“So you have two sets of clothes that are exactly the same? I’m assuming you want me to wear the other outfit, but why do you already have two pair?” I inquire, not quite sure what to expect as an answer.

“I’ve been preparing for the day I would get to do this with someone for a loooooong time. I didn’t know that someone would be you at the time, but that makes it that much better...” Kyle blushes slightly… awwwwwwwww how adorable can he get?

“Now hurry up and change. Snack supper starts in 15 minutes!” Kyle says as he drops the clothes into my hands. I stand there for a second, waiting for him to turn around… I start to feel a blush come on, and I pray that he doesn’t notice.

“Garrett, I saw you buck naked just last night. I think you’ll live with me seeing you in your boxers.” Kyle says, making me blush even harder. So much for him not noticing. I pull off my shirt and pants switching into the ones Kyle has picked out for me. They fit snugly and comfortably, possibly because I get giddy knowing that Kyle might have worn these at some point.

“Hey, whaddaya know? We match! We should totally date!” I say in my best girly girl imitation. It doesn’t go over too well, but I think it earned more laugher than it would have if it had worked.

“You really are the best thing that has ever happened to me, ya know that? Now let’s get going, we can’t be late for your first youth group appearance!” Kyle says with a grin. I just beam in response and hold my hand out, which he gladly takes in his own. And now it’s time for church.