Drowning

Part 7

I wake up to Tim's sleeping face and trace his face with my finger lightly. His neutral face turns to a small smile. "Are you awake, Tim?" I whispered. He scrunched up his nose, not responding and going back to a neutral face. "Tiim." I poke his cheek. He whines and rolls over. "5 more minutes..." I snort and laugh. "Tim come oonn. Get uup" I shake him. He pushes me away and I end up falling off the bed. "Wah!" "OH MY GOD I'M SORRY" He looks at the side of the bed, and I laugh. "I'm fine, Tim." He laughed, "I'm so sorry, Leo!" He held his hand out to help me up and I gladly accepted. "Breakfast,  Tim?" He nodded, getting off the bed. Of course he's still in my clothes and still adorable. 

"So a whole week then we're back in school again?"
"Yeah." I snort, "Stupid school"

"...What about we skip?" Tim gave me an unsure expression.
I gaped at him. "Timothy Ryan Wheeler skipping school?" 
"Well, yeah! I'd rather be in hell then in school!" Tim laughed

I laugh. "Sheesh, Tim. You never told me that you hated school."
"I thought it was obvious." Tim blinked. 

"You always seem happy when youre around me."

"I am." Tim looks down, a smile on his face. 
"... And you say you aren't gay for me haha" I laugh.

"Oh shut up!" He looked flustered as shoved me. 
"Okay okay." I hugged him, making him calm down and slump onto me. He looks at me with a pout. "What is it, Tim?" He grumbled, "You're such a dick sometimes."  

"I may be an asshole, Tim. But I'm your asshole." He laughed and cuddled close to me. 

I blush furiously. Trying to joke around but my voice wavered. "This is s-so gay." 

"Well. You are." He said it bluntly and I rest my chin on his head. 

"Yup." Tim laughed, "And I'm bi."

"So this is bigayious?" Tim scoots a bit in my lap. 

I was trying so hard not to get a boner but fuck it failed.
Tim squeaked and got off of me, squealing. "LEO I SWEAR TO GOD THAT BETTER BE A WII REMOTE." I smile evilly and pull him back onto my lap.
"Its not." His face turns a shade of red and he squirms, 
"EWWW LEGGO" I just hug him tighter. "NEVERRR"
Tim squealed. "PLEASE" I let go of him and he held his chest like he was dying.

I just laugh, almost forgetting that Tim just gave me a 'problem'

Tim fixes the T-shirt he's borrowing from me. I see a smile come onto his face. 

My laugh fades as he makes the shirt slip to expose his shoulder and he crawls towards me. 
"...Tim what the fuck." I said it breathless, trying to back away from him. 

He pouted, "What? Big boy scared of me?" He was mocking me.
I'm speechless, I didn't know Tim could be like this. It really didn't help with my problem in my pants either. "Quit it, Tim. I know you're too much of a bean to be like this." I laughed nervously until Tim grabs my ankles. "Cut it out, Tim." He shakes his head. "You got me horny. You're going to face the consequences." 

I sighed and grabbed Tims wrists and he loses his confidence, turning bright red as I pin him to the ground, seeing him pathetic. I smiled, "I knew you weren't serious." He struggles to form any words, "I... Bu-.." He looked away from me. "I... I like you, ok?" His face was bright red.

No fucking way...
He actually likes me?