His Death Awakened Me (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 5: Bang, Crunch

I was vaguely aware of a sleeping form next to me. My vision was somewhat blurry from sleep. The room was pitch black except for my alarm clock illuminating a portion of it. It was three in the morning. The figure moved slightly next to me, and I suddenly remembered that Sean was here. The events from just a few hours ago came flooding back to my mind. I was gettting the jitters out of nowhere, so I decided to get up for a second, using the bathroom as an excuse. I left the bedroom door cracked so as not to disturb Sean. He didn't budge. I siged and slipped into the bathroom, closing the door behind me.

I was a mess. I ran a hand through my hair and over my face, bracing myself against the counter. I looked at my face. My eyes were somewhat bloodshot and I was tired as hell. Even though I was in nothing but my underwear I couldn't help but feel incredibily hot. I touched my forehead and could feel the heat radiating off me. I was starting to sweat. Reaching down for the faucet, I turned the water on and wet my hands. I ran my hands over my face, the cool water feeling good and cooling me down a bit. Taking a shaky breath, I wondered if I was getting sick. It was just too hot in this damn house!

I returned to the bedroom and quietly shut the door before making my way quickly and carefully over to the bed. My eyes were starting to readjust to the darkness and I could begin to make out Sean. He looked so peaceful. I noticed he had very long eyelashes and he looked as though he had a small smile on his face. I just wanted to reach out and touch his cheek. What!? I shook my head to clear those thoughts away and went around the bed. As carefully as I could I lowered myself back into the sheets, trying my best not to wake up Sean. He turned over so he was facing me, but he was still asleep. I smiled to myself and snuggled closer to him. I didn't want to touch him but I just couldn't help but get closer. I could feel how warm he was and suddenly I was feeling a little chilly. Odd. I thought. Just a couple of seconds ago I was freaking burning up! Being next to Sean made me feel at ease, and before I knew it, I was dozing off again, the smile not leaving my face.

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"Good morning sleepyhead!" A voice drifted through my thoughts.

"Sean..." I muttered sleepily. "Mmmm." I could hear laughing now. My eyes shot open and I bolted upright.

"You're finally awake." He said, fixing his dark brown eyes on my hazel ones. "You sir, are a deep sleeper. I don't remember you being that hard to wake up when we were younger." He pointed out.

"Uh. Sorry," I mumbled, still foggy with sleep. "I was super tired," I yawned. He laughed again.

"Nice bed head." He smirked. My hands flew up to my hair, fumbling around with it for a second.

"I'm just kidding," Sean chuckled, reaching out and grabbing my hand. I froze. He brought my hand down from my head and then let go again. I frowned, missing his touch.

"What's wrong?" He asked, suddenly worried about me. I looked over at him. His dark hair was standing up in all different directions on his head, his brow was furrowed at me, and I couldn't help but grin. I looked at his torso...he had definitely been working out. I suddenly felt self conscious and stood up to find a shirt.

"I'm fine," I lied, fumbling around in the closet. Sean got up and came over to me. I couldn't read his expression. In fact I was having a hard time keeping my eyes on him and not on his tight black boxer briefs. I mentally slapped myself. What are you doing Jake!? Knock it off! I looked back at Sean weakly.

"You seem distracted," he observed. I nodded.

"I'm not," I said a little too innocently. He looked at me like it was obvious.