lover boy. ( stan uris )

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hey!! if you already read this, reread the last paragraph! i changed it a bit

thomas got his sketchbook and pencils, put them in his backpack, and jumped down from his window. there was a curfew in town, but its not like anyone would notice if he sneaked out.

he finally got to the quarry, sat down and took out his materials. He quickly started sketching what he saw and wasted no time. "thomas?" he heard someone behind him. it was stan. perfect! just the best time to talk to the boy he so badly wants to kiss. "oh- uh- hey s-stan. what are you d-doing here?" thomas tried to stutter as least as possible. he failed. "i could ask you the same thing"

turns out stan showed up to the quarry because he wanted to feed some birds and take a few pictures of them."do you want to feed a few birds with me? i mean since you're here already" "y-yeah sure!" stan carefully took out a bag of seeds from his backpack while admired him. he didnt ever think he would be hanging out with stanley uris. at 11pm. by themselves. alone. "hold your hand out like this" stan told him. thomas quickly put his hand out. stan used his right hand to shake the small paper bag and give tom some of the seeds. his left hand was holding tom's hand to keep it still. tom's heart skipped a beat when the other boy's soft warm hand made contact with his.

stan stood up and showed him a nest he had found a while ago. "i come give them food sometimes, look" stan took toms hand and placed it in front of the nest "keep your hand flat, that way it wont hurt"

after feeding the birds, stan asked to see tom's drawings, obviously thomas was unable to say no and handed him his sketchbook, luckily this wasnt his private sketchbook, in which he'd drawn stan before. this one was mostly landscapes and animals. stan smiled while going through the pages. "these are really good, tom" stan mumbled, still looking through the pages and smiling. "t-thanks" tom blushed and looked down.

tom and stan talked for a long time, a long time as in 3 hours. by the end of the two hours thomas slowly stopped stuttering and becoming less anxious while talking to stan. they formed a nice friendship considering they had just met today. they joked around with eachother calling eachother dumb or laughing at something embarrassing, but they were also nice to eachother and showed they cared. it was a nice mix of making fun of each other, joking, and becoming fond if eachother.

  thomas checked his clock. he laughed "tom what is it" stan chuckled "we've been here for three hours, its three in the morning" they bursted into laughter. "we should go to sleep, we'll be tired all day tomorrow" they both stood up "bye stan" tom smiled. "bye tom" and they walked away and went their separate ways.

a random thought came to stans head "i wonder what it would be like to kiss him." it was a subconscious thought. and then he realized what just happend. it happened a lot to him nowadays, he would talk to a boy and have some random thought that was either something like "his lips look soft" or "what would it be like to touch his face" he usually ignored them and thought that would make them stop. he didn't want to be a queer as he was already a loser and that would just make things worse for him. but this time he entertained the thought for a second or two. before thinking "no, this is wrong. he would hate me for thinking like this. plus, it's weird to think that a boy's lips are soft." he made a weird face.