Ace of hearts

Chaper three

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{PS OCD and Dyslexia don't mix well :)}

(Jakes POV)

Waking up warm was an unusual feeling for me, the heating in the home never really worked properly, so despite being groggy and pretty much unable to do anything at all before half nine I decided to figure out what the source of my unusual comfort was. I figured it out when a felt an arm wrap around my middle and make me snuggle closer. Him.

I immediately freaked out and rolled out of bed, directly I to the wall that my bed was pushed up against.

Well done me.

I started to exclaim a stream of profanities which of course, just it being my luck, woke my bed parter (which is was really weird to say in my head) up.

"Well that's an unusual alarm clock."

I turned to look at him, his hair was all over the place, with those shocking eyes just peeking out from underneath his fringe, and the faint trace of a smile dancing upon his lips, (which made him even cuter than normal.)

No, no, bad jake, bad thoughts, not cute, not cute, not cute...

"Morning!"

This casual remark was accompanied with an incredibly sneaky gesture to pull me back down onto the bed and resulted in me being used as a teddy bear.

"What are you doing?" I asked quizzically. I should have probably been more freaked out that I was spooning with a guy, but frankly i was too damn comfy to care. 

"Trying to sleep" he told me drowsily, shifting in the bed so that we were more comfy.

Feeling the need to keep some shred of my already tattered masculinity intact, I tried to break free of his grip, only to discover that he was incredibly strong. Despite my tenacious squirming, which resulted in me ending up facing him, I couldn't break free.

"Please let me go?" I almost whimpered in an incredibly macho way.

He opened one eye, the green one, and said simply; "no" then smiled and closed his eye again, still smiling.

Well then, I was just going to have to play dirty I thought. This lead on to many other thoughts, which in turn lead to me berating myself on my choice of words when talking to myself in my head.

I slowly inched my right hand towards his ribs, and gently started to brush against him, which resulted in my immediate realise and a fit of giggles. I could have cut him some slack at that point, but frankly I wanted to punish him for trapping me, and for taking my bed, and for forcing me to share with him! Sure he was new here, but I had to impress on him that I was the alpha here! Despite how cute he may be! (No! Bad brain, bad! No more cute descriptions!)

So I continued my ruthless attack on him until we were both on the the floor having rolled out and off the bed. He eventually begged for mercy and I relented, while his giggles subsided. Until I tickled his neck which caused him to giggle more than before.

"Stop, please stop!" He cried, "my neck us really sensitive!"

I laughed and finally ended his punishment, logging away that particular bit of information for a later date.

A thought then occurred, here I,was lying on top of a boy, staring into his eyes, having slept in the same bed and spooned with him, and I didn't know his name.

"What is your name then ?" I asked bluntly.

He grinned, like an actual full on grin and said: "Ace, just call me Ace!"

"And by the way, I'm the alpha around here!"

Mortified, I realised I had spoken aloud.