↔IMPULSE↔

↔Morning↔

↑Picture of Archie Vaungh above↑

It was nearly three in the morning when Reese's parents came home.

The movie ended a while ago but Reese didn't want to wake Blake up by getting up. Instead, he left the television set on and readjusted the blanket to cover up Blake better. He looked down at him and smirked a little, Blake let out a puff of breath and buried his face in Reese's tank top, it was kinda cute.

Reese thought back to earlier, Blake had always been impulsive but when the words 'wanna try falling in love with me?' slipped out, Reese surprised himself by just as easily agreeing. He wondered what it would mean, what would change in their relationship. He'd been testing the waters, hold his hand, snuggling with him on the couch, Blake hadn't objected to any of it.

He hummed in thought as he looked at the snow on the TV screen, it was weird, snow didn't really look like that. Blake said snow was pretty and pure, not grey and black. The bowl of jellybeans had been picked through and the red and blue jellybeans were completely gone, time to start working on the yellow.

When the yellow were gone, he began feeling tired and rested his cheek on Blake's head of soft, brown hair and turned a little towards Blake before dozing off, his legs propped up on the coffee table.

"Holy shit, it's pitch black in here!" The sound of keys being tossed on the table. The dining room light was switch on and Mom whispered loudly, "Oh, damn, Mickey! Be quiet! They're sleeping in the living room."

Reese sighed, hopefully if he ignored his parents and continued to try going back to sleep they'd leave him alone. Mom crept into the living room, but she couldn't be quiet for the life of her. Blake shifted in his sleep and grumbled something unintelligible and his arm slipped across Reese's abdomen.

"Mickey, look how cute they look! It reminds me of when they were in middle school!"

Dad was much more effective at walking silently, "they certainly look...close. We better not wake them up, they have school in a couple hours. Let's go to bed, Winnie." His parents left and Reese let out a breath. Time to go back to sleep.

...

Reese was woken up by Archie, it looked like he was just coming home. It was about six in the morning, maybe a little later, "wake up cuddlebugs, you have school."

Blake opened his eyes and stretched out his legs, he sat up abruptly and Reese felt cold in his absence. "Fuck! I didn't tell my mom I was staying over! I'm gonna be in deep shit!"

Reese reached up and rubbed his shoulder, "she can probably guess where you are." He let his hand fall and he dragged his fingers through his messy locks. "You go call her, you can borrow one of my uniforms, it might be a little loose though."

"Thanks, Ree. You are the best, dude!" Blake sprung off the couch and was already in the kitchen dialling his house. He was so energetic in the morning, Reese like mornings, but how could he already be so awake? Reese smiled and shook his head as he dragged himself upstairs to get his uniform on.

His stripped off his pyjamas and began getting dressed, Blake came bursting into his room. "Jeez, you're right, those stairs suck first thing in the morning. Mom said—" He stopped mid-sentence, he looked at Reese which made him feel completely naked rather than half-naked.

He stepped closer with a puzzled look, "turn around."

Raising his eyebrows, "Um, what?"

"Your back..." Reese turned around, he knew what Blake was talking about now. The pads of Blake's fingertips were warm as they dragged across his back along the white scars that went from his right shoulder blade to his left ribs. "What happened? Reese?"

Reese let his fingers graze the scars for a moment longer before turning around, "it's nothing. I got knocked off my board  this summer and when the wave crashed I got a little banged up on the rocks. All healed up."

Blake looked at him insistently, "we have gym together, how could I have not noticed?

Ruffling his hair, "I wear a tank top under my clothes, like a few of the guys. Don't worry about it, Blake, just get ready for school. We can leave early and walk."

Blake relented and began to get dressed, Reese took a moment to look him over, his long, smooth limbs that had agile muscles. His legs were sculpted from playing offence in soccer and a slim waist. He was handsome, it was no wonder he didn't have a shortage of girlfriends. Reese pried his eyes off of him and finished getting dressed, tucking his tie in his back pocket, he hated wearing the dumb tie.

The brunet turned and faced Reese with a quirky smile, "what are you looking at?"

"I was just thinking."

A teasing look, "careful, don't strain yourself. What are you thinking about?"

"Our bet."

He straightened up, "Oh? Um, what about it? Having second thoughts?"

"Nope. I'm still going to sweep you off your feet."

Blake grinned, his pointed canines showing, "really now? And just how are you planning to do that?"

Reese was feeling impulsive, he stepped forward quickly and tilted Blake's chin up to capture his lips in a kiss. Blake was caught off-guard, much like their first kiss. Kissing Blake wasn't bad considering he was another guy, they both had a case of morning breath but Blake's lips were soft. He pulled back and pressed another quick, chaste kiss to Blake's lips, not wanting to get into a heavy make-out session when they needed to be heading to school.

"Well, let's start with kissing. I'm going to go brush my hair and teeth, I'll meet you downstairs." Reese went to his bathroom and leant against the door, he just fucking kissed Blake out of nowhere. He didn't even know why he did it. His mind was a little jumbled, but one thing he knew was he didn't dislike kissing Blake, that it felt...good.