Seasons of Love || Richard Camacho

30

May 10th

Letting Christopher buy the pj's was probably the worst or the best idea ever. The boys are only wearing pyjama trousers. They are famous and still can't afford clothes? This is going to be such an distraction. Zabdiel is the one waving us awake from our staring. 'You girls okay?' 'Yeah, sure. Nice pj's.' I feel a bit awkward. 'Sorry girls, Chris thought this would be funny.' Joel looks at his bare chest. Christopher shrugs. 'Don't pretend that you girls don't like it. You probably have googled "CNCO shirtless" multiple times.' 'Katarina did, I just searched for "Christopher Velez shirtless".' Kat slaps Isa against the back of her head. 'And you Tiffany, what did you search for?' Erick wiggles his eyebrows. Katarina pokes his side to warn him. 'I just searched for tour dates.' Was I supposed to search for naked pictures? I mean, I've seen Richard's half naked body several times through facetime. So googling it would've been... weird? Seeing him shirtless in real life is much better by the way. 'Aaah she's trying to be the cute one.' Joel boops my nose and I giggle. 'It's true! What do you want me to say? I've searched for CNCO gangbang gay porn videos?' I say when I sit myself down in front of the tv. That remarks makes Zabdiel snort soda out of his nose, Erick nearly chokes, Christopher thinks it's hilarious, Joel looks shocked and Richard shakes his head, smiling. 'You really are the weird one.' 'Thanks Ricardo.' He sits down next to me and puts an arm around my waist to pull me closer. I cuddle up to him and wait for the others to sit down too. 'So we were thinking about some classic sleep over games and a movie afterwards?' We all nod.

'Tiffany, truth or dare?' Katarina asks. Please be kind or I'll fuck Erick right in front of your face. 'Truth.' 'Worst sex ever.' I chuckle and start thinking. Richard feels a bit awkward, I can tell by the way his body shifts. 'Oh shit, there was this guy from China last year. The most awkward thing ever. We were about to... You know... And he starts making dolphin noises. At first I thought it would stop after a few seconds. It didn't. So I burst out in laughing and we had to stop.' Everyone is laughing, including Richard, which eases me a bit. Christopher gestures that it's time. Nice. 'Christopher, truth or dare?' 'Dare.' 'I dare you to tell Isa how you truly feel about her.' He smiles, thanking me. The boys know, I don't know if Kat knows. Christopher moves so he is facing Isa and I can see that she's getting a bit shy. 'Dear Isa, I think it's kinda clear that I am head over heels in love with you. You're all I can think about and I know that we live far away from each other, but I think, I mean I feel that we can make this work. Isa, would you please be my girlfriend?' Isa makes a strange noise and she almost attacks Christopher, who is now laying on his back with Isa on top of him. 'Ywes, ywes, ywes.' she mumbles with her lips against his. We all cheer. 'Let's celebrate!' Erick makes three bottles of vodka appear out of nothing and I make grabby hands towards them. 'I fucking love vodka more than I love food.' 'Just for fun though, right?' Richard asks. 'Of course guapo. I'm really happy, I promise.' I kiss his cheek and open the bottle.

'Summer, Autumn, Tiffany. Winter. Spring.' Erick mumbles. I am not responsible for this underage boy. 'Wassup Brian.' 'I dare you to walk through the hallway without your shirt on.' He tries pointing at me, but I'm not sure it's right, his finger and his face keep moving. 'Erick, there are other people staying here too.' Joel tries to be reasonable. Erick shrugs. So I get up and take my shirt off, leaving me in my bra and shorts. All the boys are staring. And they are all quiet. I walk out of the room and I can hear them all following me. So I decide to give them a little show. I walk through the hallway as if it is a runway. Slowly I start dancing and I might do a little slut drop. All of a sudden a door on my right opens and I run back towards the others and I dive into the room, laughing hard. The boys are functioning again, thank god. Richard is the only one who seems absent minded. 'Let's have a little dance party.' Kat suggests. So that is what we do. Everyone is dancing. I have no idea where my shirt is, so I stick to the bra look. After a while, Kat and Erick excuse themselves. I wink at Kat just before they leave the room. It doesn't take long before Christopher and Isa decide to leave as well. Guess who as the room for herself tonight. I am going to starfish that double bed so hard. Richard, Joel and I are still dancing. Zabdi... Zabdi is a bit drunk. 'I want to go bed.' Joel offers to help him. 'I want to go bed.' 'Yes Zabdi, where's your key?' Zabdiel looks proud when he shows his key. 'Want to go bed.' I ask if Joel needs help. 'I can handle him. 's not the first time.' The door closes and Richard wraps his arms around me from behind. 'Hola hermosa.' Ugh that voice makes me want to fuck him so bad. He slowly starts grinding against me and I turn around in his arms so our fronts are grinding together. Oh I really want to fuck him. My drunk thoughts are giving me a hard time. Do I still want to stick to my own rules? Our lips are so close to touching, but I duck my head down to softly kiss his neck. 'You are really making it hard for me not to kiss you.' 'Well, 's not the only thing that's hard.' I whisper into his ear while grinding into him, making clear what I'm talking about. Our lips are about to touch when we hear someone trying their best to open the door. 'Fuck.' We jump away from each other and Richard hurries to the bathroom. To adjust himself, I guess. Joel walks in and I want to thank him for "ruining" the moment. I would've been devastated if I had kissed Richard. I don't want to kiss him while I'm drunk. But I do want to kiss him I guess. When Richard returns from the bathroom, I say good night to both boys by kissing them on the cheek. 'Sleep well, cuties.' I don't even struggle when I want to open the door to my room. 'You are mine!' I run up to the bed and jump to let myself fall on it. 'All. Mine.' Starfishing for the win.