Quietly Queer

Chapter 11

~Shawn's POV~

I woke up to an empty space in my bed. I sat up and looked around rubbing my eye. I yawned and realized Jacob isn't here. I looked down and saw a hoodie laid over me like a blanket. I picked it up, it was soft and thick for a hoodie. I smelled it and it smelled like Jacob's cologne. I got up and put it down. I looked in the bathroom and Jacob wasn't there. Where could he be this early? I was still in the bathroom when I heard talking from out in the hall. I creeped out into the room and listened.

"I don't care! Just please not this week!"

It was Jacob's voice. He walked in tossing his keys on his bed. I stared at him and saw that he was on the phone. He looked at my and handed me a bag, continuing to talk to whoever was on the other line. I opened the bag and the smell of bacon rushed out. I looked in it pulling out the breakfast he had brought and setting it on my bed. He hung up the phone and looked at me.

"I tried to get back before you woke up, sorry."

Sorry? Why was he saying sorry? I sat on my bed and smiled up at him.

"Where's your breakfast?"

"I already ate. Good morning to you too."

I flushed pink. "Good morning."

He kissed my forehead and walked to the bathroom. I couldn't keep the smile off my face. I heard the shower start as I began to eat my breakfast. He walked out with no shirt on and grabbed his towel. I looked him up and down before he walked back to the bathroom. I finished eating and changed my clothes. The water stopped and he walked out with a white towel wrapped around him waist.

"The bathroom's all yours kid." I got up and walked into the bathroom closing the door behind me so he could get dressed. I fixed my hair and brushed my teeth. He walked in, fully dressed, and did the same. I walked out, grabbed my bag and waited for him. He walked out and locked eyes with me.

"Why aren't you heading to your lectures?"

I looked at him with a pouty face as he grabbed his bag. He grabbed his keys from his bed.

"You want me to come with you to your first class don't you?"

I nodded and looked down flushed with embarrassment.

"I'll come this one time but I have classes too."

He walked over to me and lifted my head up as I refused to look at him. He turned my head to the side giving him access to my sweat spot. He pressed his plump lips behind my ear and bit down softly. I let go of a breath I didn't know I was holding. He pulled away and rubbed his thumb over the small sore he had made from the tiny love bite.

"Come on, I don't want you to be late." I nodded and followed him out of the door to my first class. This day is already great.