21. Smile

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He startled himself awake. The room was completely dark as his muscles tensed impossibly quick, although he immediately relaxed when he realised that Geoff was still holding him.

They were in bed now, though; Awsten was facing the wall as Geoff spooned him from behind, he was asleep. He could feel the steady rise and fall in the older boy's chest in his back, and the warm breaths of air that made his neck tingle.

He smiled, everything seemed normal again. He was absolutely exhausted and he had no idea what the time was, but he wanted to sleep again, he wanted to treasure actually having a body that worked for a little while.

His head was so heavy that he hadn't realised he'd gone back to sleep until he woke up again. He felt awake, he'd probably gotten a lot more sleep than he would have if he didn't have an anxiety attack; that was a perk, at least.

Awsten rolled under Geoff's grip to face him, he was still asleep. He looked so vulnerable, so sweet, so fucking gorgeous that Awsten couldn't help but stare at him a little longer.

He paid close attention as the older boy's eyelids began to twitch slightly before fluttering open. Awsten bit his bottom lip as an attempt to hold back a smile but it didn't work, he couldn't help it. "Morning."

Geoff was too asleep to respond, he just smiled shyly before rubbing his eyes and becoming slightly more aware of his surroundings. "Hey, baby."

Awsten blushed. He liked little pet names, but Geoff's voice was deep and gravelly because he had just woken up, and it was extremely fucking hot.

He pushed a dark strand of hair out of Geoff's face so he could see his eyes better, they were glossy and soft, they were so soft. His smile, too, made Awsten's heart twist; he never realised that he was a horny morning person.

Awsten sat up a little bit and rubbed some of the sleep from his eyes, and when he looked back at Geoff, he was still smiling up at him. "What are you so smiley for?"

"Nothing," Geoff giggled, curling his fingers into Awsten's shirt, that was actually his. The younger boy took the hint and gently pressed his lips to Geoff's soft ones, it was sweet.

It didn't last very long though, neither of them had enough energy yet to participate in making out. "I want to brush my teeth, Geoff." Awsten groaned, he had only gotten around to doing that once since he had been here when Geoff gave him a spare toothbrush, and he couldn't stand feeling unclean, even though it wasn't really that bad.

"Alright, I'll- uh, I'll figure something out, okay, baby?"

Awsten nodded. "Call me that again."

"Baby."

He smiled as his body was hit with a wave of chills, he didn't understand how someone could affect him so much.

He kissed Geoff again and held it there for as long as he could without it being weird; Geoff tasted like strawberries and cigarettes and Awsten was absolutely addicted to it. Geoff was the one to pull away, "I'm going upstairs to see my family, you can brush your teeth and I'll make sure nobody comes down, I guess," He smiled.

Awsten groaned at the loss of contact as Geoff was suggesting leaving Awsten alone again. "Fine, but you better come back soon or I will get sad. Do you want me to be sad, Geoff?" He smiled playfully.

"No, baby, I don't want you to be sad." Geoff smiled back to him before leaving to go back up the staircase.

Awsten waited a few minutes before dashing into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, do anything else he needed. He was overly paranoid now that he wasn't in the comfort of Geoff's bedroom, although he trusted the boy enough to not let anybody down into the basement.

He scrubbed at his teeth too hard and for too long to make up for the time he hadn't brushed them, his gums began to gush with blood. The taste of blood wasn't unfamiliar to him so he wasn't bothered by it.

He ran some cold water on his arms, neck and face. He looked in the mirror quickly before running some more water through his messy blonde hair, he couldn't stay here for much longer.

He really wanted to, he wanted to stay here with Geoff forever, but it just wasn't practical. The longer he stayed, the more likely they were to get caught, the more likely Geoff was going to get in trouble, the more likely they'd never be able to see each other again.

He pressed his ear to the bathroom door to make sure that there was, in fact, nobody else in the basement. There wasn't.

He took his toothbrush from the counter and made his way back into the older boy's bedroom, closing the door behind him, it made a reasonable sound as it clicked shut. He froze and his breathing ceased as he waited for someone to come down and check; luckily, nobody did.

He sighed, wanting to change his clothes, so he decided to look through one of Geoff's drawers for some clothes. He had absolutely no idea where Geoff kept anything, so he'd have to look through all of his drawers; he hated having to look through Geoff's things but this was the best chance he'd get to change out of his current attire.

He opened the top drawer from the wardrobe, it was empty besides an opened box of safety pins, hundreds of them; it made sense, they were easy to access there. He pushed the wooden drawer back into its socket before pulling on the second one, it also felt fairly light.

It had three packs of cigarettes, one of them was completely empty, the other two unopened, there were a few loose cigarettes rolling around in the drawer, though.

Two lighters and an empty ashtray, as well, this was to be expected. How much did Geoff smoke anyway? He noticed the almost empty box of condoms, too.

Geoff Wigington really was a slut.

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