secrecy {1} boyxboy

18

The whole night was spent with everyone laughing and making even more silly jokes. It also contained tired students from other dorms, banging on Andrew's door, wanting them to shut up so they could sleep. They all decided to tone it down, keep it quiet, until Josh made the funniest joke and everyone bursted into fits of laughter.

It was all fun and games, and it was like college had never started. They were all still in their summer fever.

Once they called it a night, everyone left Andrew's to go back to their dorms and rest. After numerous "good nights", Josh and Aaron made their way to the room at the end of the hall.

"That was fun," Aaron commented as he quietly closed the door.

Josh nodded, "It was."

He blushed as he awkwardly watched Aaron take off his shirt. What ruined the moment, though, was Josh's gasp as his eyes roamed Aaron's torso. There were bruises and a gash on his spine, and Josh immediately felt remorse.

"What are you-" Aaron then followed Josh's eyes, "oh."

"Aaron.."

Aaron poked at his chest, seeing as there was a faint bruise on the pale skin. He sighed, not even worried about the pain, and looked up at Josh.

"It's alright. I'm fine. There's nothing I can do about it." Aaron said calmly, climbing into bed.

Josh didn't say anything. He quietly turned off the lights - he was still standing near the light switch - and dove into bed. He felt lazy for not changing his clothes, but he was too embarrassed to take off his shirt. He was embarrassed with himself, clearly.

Josh's head hit his pillow and he sighed contently. He loved the feeling of his bed, and the warmth of it felt so comfortable.

He then felt his bed dip, as if someone sat down next to him. Josh kept his eyes closed, waiting for sleep to take him into its world and ignoring whoever or whatever was on his bed.

"Josh?" A voice whispered. Josh rolled over so his front was facing the wall.

"Hey, Josh," Yet another whisper, and hands slightly shaking Josh's half-unconscious body. "Josh, wake up."

The brown-haired teen groaned, wanting to go back to sleep. "What?"

"I.." The voice started, then completely cut itself off. "We didn't even get to cuddle."

Josh lazily opened his eyes in confusion, turning his body around, wincing as the movement hurt his skin injuries. He saw shirtless and tired Aaron sitting hesitantly on Josh's bed.

"What are you talking about?"

Aaron gulped. "Um, before everything.. like, uh, two days ago, maybe? I don't know. Um, I asked you to cuddle with me.. and like, we were interrupted and stuff- uh, and I'm like really cold and I, I, um," Aaron scratched the back of his neck, not knowing how to ask the simple question.

Josh rose an eyebrow, a smile of amusement dancing on his lips. He then scooted to the side of his bed, making room for the other teen.

"Let's finish what we started, hm?" Josh questioned cheekily.

Aaron blushed, climbing into bed with Josh. He rested his head on the side of Josh, and Josh subconsciously wrapped his arm around his roommate.

Josh closed his eyes as soon as he was comfortable, but Aaron did not.

Aaron's eyes were tracing every inch of Josh's face. Everywhere he looked around Josh, his heart would flutter. But, why? Aaron had never felt this way about a boy before.