Save Me - A ForthBeam Fanfic

Chapter 29

A/N: Sorry for late update of my three fics. I struggled. Emotionally.

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Is it happening?
Oh shit it's really happening!

Thoughts from last night echoed through his mind.

Forth wakes.

His bleary eyes zeroing on the sleeping figure beside him, still sleeping soundly, tired from last night's episode.

It happened.
It actually happened.

He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand trying to clear his eyes of the remaining sleepiness then stared comfortably on the person beside him.

Forth loved how Beam was always facing him whenever he would wake up every morning or in their afternoon naps when school work didn't get in the way.  How his lips were slightly parted and his breathings were even, how his long eyelashes would cast little shadows across his cheeks from his vantage point, how his hair would get messy and fall on his face and whenever he stirred one of his limbs would land squarely on Forth's chest and abdomen jerking him awake. And he will frown from irritation of being jolted awake but will kiss him lightly and fall back to sleep anyway.

But this. This morning was different. Forth wakes with a slight pang of...uncertainty? At this moment he was unsure of how he really feels — not about Beam though. He was sure about that.

But Forth was unsure of whether he was happy that it happened..because he was supposed to be happy right? So why wasn't he?

But why did he feel that the reason it happened was because of the wrong reasons? Why did Beam suddenly wanted a distraction? Distraction from what? They were fine the day before. What did Beam suddenly remember that made him scared? Or paranoid?

Whatever it is, he will try to find out. Hopefully Beam doesn't get the wrong idea.

He carefully gets out of bed and tried not to wake Beam. Remnants of last nights memories flooded through his mind as he sees the cans of beers scattered on the floor. Forth picked up their clothes from the floor started cleaning and made the room look as if nothing happened the night before.

He took a quick trip downstairs for breakfast and pain meds for Beam because he was sure he would be complaining endlessly all day of the pain all over his body when he wakes up. (Did they it raw. He was unprepared.)

Beam was already awake and curled into ball when he came back, worry evidently painted on his face.

"Hey beautiful." He greets as he layed the breakfast on the table and walked towards the bed.

"I thought you left." Forth sat down at the edge of the bed, Beam curled beside him.

"I did. I came down to get breakfast and meds. Are you feeling better?"

"Sorry." His small voice spoke and Forth frowned from confusion and curiosity.

"For what?"

"Because i used you?...last night.."

"Oh. You remember.." Forth mused. He was half expecting Beam to not remember anything since he was intoxicated.

"How can i forget..things like that.." Beam didn't meet his stare from embarrassment.

"Are you regretting that it happened?"

"No!" They were both startled of Beam's sudden outburst. "I mean...do you..do you regret it?"

"Of course not." Forth stated almost incredulously not expecting Beam to ask such a question. "If you don't regret it then you don't have to say sorry. Why are you even apologizing anyway?"