The Dark Side of His Room ~ #Jalex (boxboy)

20. Drugs and Candy

*** JACKS'S POV ***

I woke up a while before Alex, and spent the few minutes playing with the boys chocolate locks. I could feel him start twitching violently in his sleep, his grip around my waist tightening and his foot roughly rubbing against my calf.

"Hey, Alex, it's okay," I whispered, gently shaking him awake from his nightmare. His eyes shot open, full of fear, but relaxed the minute they locked with mine. His head dropped back down on my chest and he snuggled as close to me as possible. This boy was the most adorable human I had ever met, seeing him being so soft made my heart flutter, I was so confused as to what we were. Obviously we weren't together. But did he have a crush on me? He was drunk last night, none of what he said could have been true. But then again they do say drunk words sober thoughts... plus he did snuggle back next to me. But that could have been friendliness. What did I know about relationships and love? Nothing. The little boy next to me stretched out his tired limbs and looking up at me with those big brown eyes, making me melt. I felt him collapse back on to me and crawl on top of me, his chest pressed against mine and head lying on my chest. My hand instantly found his soft strands of hair and I curled my fingers within his locks. He picked his head up, pressing his forehead against mine, my body flooded with butterflies as his lips gently brushed against mine, our kiss deepening. That familiar taste of butter popcorn and jolly ranchers exploding against my lips, an odd yet perfect combination. Kissing him was like taking drugs and candy, I couldn't pull away from the taste of the rainbow confectionery and popcorn. His lips pressed against mine roughly, his hands travelling up to my hair, gently pulling, as my hands found their way up his shirt, his tongue licking my bottom lip asking for entrance which was obviously granted. I gripped his hips tightly, nibbling on his bottom lip, a small moan escaping his lips, making him pull away and sit up just to throw his shirt off, exposing his gorgeous body to me again, this time not in the dark.

"You're so hot," I mumbled against his lips as he found his way to the hem of my shirt, tugging it over my head, both of us giggling as it got stuck on my ear. His lips pressed back against mine in a needy and lust-filled kiss. His soft lips kissed me all over, my neck and my chest going all the way down to my sweatpants, leaving love bites round my collarbones. He looked up at me, his eyes clouded with lust but looking for approval. I nodded and received one last kiss from him before he shuffled down my torso and began pulling my sweatpants down a little. He stopped and gasped.

"What?" I asked worried, I was already self conscious, though kissing Alex made most of my worries disappear. I appeared to have completely forgot about one thing though. I looked down as the boy straddling my thighs, my sweatpants pulled slightly lower than they would be normally, the chestnut haired boy staring down at the red and white marks scattering my hips, his eyes now clear and glossy, filled with sadness and worry.

Suddenly there was a knock on his door, and Alex quickly jumped off me and lied next to me, tugging the duvet over us as his poster covered door creaked open, making sure the duvet covered the bottom part of my neck.

"Hi boys," chirped Isobel, popping her head round the corner, a huge grin on her face. "I'm going to church with Joyce now, make yourself some breakfast, I didn't want to wake you up after last night."

"Thanks mum, have fun," smiled Alex, hugging the duvet next to his chest, obviously to not flash his nipples at his innocent little mother. Flashing your nipples as well as your neighbors nipples at your mom wouldn't be good. She smiled once more, closing the door and making her way downstairs. The boy let go of the breath I knew he was holding and collapsed onto his back.

"Jack?" I hummed in response, knowing what he was going to ask about, though I had my fingers crossed that he'd forgotten. I was so lost in Alex I completely forgot about most of my insecurities. "Why do you do it?" his voice was full of sorrow.

"Because I want to. I deserve it," I whispered with a sigh.

"Can I see them?" he asked, his voice small.

"No. Maybe one day," I replied, knowing I'd let him see one day, maybe even pretty soon, but I wasn't up for it at that exact moment.

"Jack, you're really beautiful in my eyes and you do not deserve that. Please try and stop for me?" he pleaded, I swear I could hear sadness breaking his vocal chords.

"I can't promise anything," I sighed, his hopeful eyes dropping, as he crawled on top of me once again. "Come on princess, time for breakfast." I smiled, grabbing the thighs straddling me and sitting up, picking up a Muppets sweater that was draped over his headboard - he managed to throw his shirt quite far across the room, and I was too lazy to get it. He pulled on the sweater, which happened to be huge on him, drowning his fragile little body, and I found that absolutely adorable, I couldn't help but kiss his squishy little nose. I pulled on my shirt over my head, flattening out my hair and standing up, holding Alex's thighs and carrying him downstairs like a baby, his legs hugging my waist and arms latching on to my neck. He nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck, his brown hair tickling my jaw. I set him down on the counter, giving him another long and sweet kiss, before raiding his kitchen to make a fruit porridge for the loml <3

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Hey you thought, no smut sorry ;) hhhhh this wasn't very good oops but I like kissing scenes welp

- Cam xo