secrecy {1} boyxboy

5

When Josh woke up, he instantly wished he could go back to bed.

Light streaming through the curtains from the big window were targeted at his eyes, and he groaned, rolling on his side.

"Wake up." A voice called out from behind him. Josh groaned once more, snuggling into his covers and trying to go back to sleep.

"Wake up." The voice said once more, the voice hinting annoyance. Josh ignored.

"Wake the fuck up or I will dump this bucket of goddamn cold water you will get pneumonia." The voice hissed, with slight chuckling, and Josh opened his brown eyes.

The voice laughed at the frightened boy, and Josh instantly shot up- only to knock into a bucket. Water splashed all over himself, his warm bed, and over the figure who woke him up.

"AHH, FUCK THAT IS COLD." Josh screeched, jumping out of his bed. At least he wasn't going commando like he usually would in bed.

As soon as he jumped out, he only bumped into a person, knocking them both down and a bucket flying across the room.

Josh winced in pain as he landed on top of the person, his eyes closed. Once they fluttered open, his breath hitched as a pair of blue ones stared back into them.

His heart started to pound- because the person was Aaron, his really cute - and taken - roommate.

Aaron smiled, Josh still on top. "I could get use to this."

Josh blushed, quickly standing up, holding his hand out to help Aaron. Aaron gladly took a hold of it, and the two stared at each other again.

Josh shivered. Was it because he was touching Aaron, or he was still wet and cold? The world may never know.

"Hey, I'm sorry about the mess." Aaron pointed out to the wet bed, floor, and himself.

Josh sighed, shrugging. "Its okay, I guess."

It was silent for a moment. Josh looked at Aaron, noticing he was still shirtless and had a pair of basketball shorts. Aaron was quite skinny, but it seemed he had gotten a little tan over the summer, he assumed.

"Ahem." Aaron cleared his throat. Josh looked down, mentally face palming his bright red self, for he had been caught staring.

"Anyways, I woke you up because my girlfriend is throwing a party for all the freshmen today. Also, I wanted to get to know you more."

"When is the party?" Josh asked.

"At eight-"

"Why the hell did you wake me up at," Josh glanced at his alarm clock, "six in the morning if the party is at eight and you can get to know me during then?"

Aaron was silent, looking around the dorm room.

"What a nice poster." Aaron commented, changing the subject. Josh rolled his eyes. He started getting into bed, but then jumped out, realizing it was still cold and wet.

"I'm getting dressed." Josh announced, walking over to his small dresser in front of his bed. He crammed all the clothes he had into it, and pulled out a clean pair of jeans, a t-shirt, jacket, and of course- boxers.

"It's going to be eighty degrees today." Aaron piped up. Stupid goddamn bipolar weather. Josh groaned, outing back the jeans and jacket, pulling out some basketball shorts. Purple basketball shorts.

Josh quickly ran into the small bathroom, changing. He brushed his teeth and made faces in the mirror. Once he was done, he walked out dramatically as if he was Americas Next Top Model.