Gaydar

Big Spoon

A golden light breaks through the shades of the window, stirring me awake. I instantly recall all the events that happened yesterday, but instead of getting upset, I smile. That's because right now, I'm in the arms of the boy I have such a gigantic crush on.

This boy who was here for me when I needed it the most. This boy who'll look out for me, and will protect me when no one else will. Caspian is someone I can rely on, someone I can trust and someone who will hold me through the night.

His arms make me feel so safe. They're so muscular and sexy, but I'm not intimidated, I feel protected. I'm so comfortable in his arms, besides the boner I have right now, that's a little awkward and uncomfortable since I can't do anything about it.

The light hits his hair, clearly showing his sandy blonde curls. His hair looks so good all the time, it looks like a sexy surfer boy right now. I wish he'd open his pretty blue eyes so I could stare into them, they're so beautiful. Everything about him just seems perfect to me. He's so sexy, he's so caring, he's my dream boyfriend!

I know that my past ideal dream boyfriend was quite different, but I threw away that whole perfect Prince Charming thing. Now I just want my sexy rough and tumble shining armor. I don't need some well mannered prince who is all gentlemen like. I need a man who can punch the crap out of a freak to protect me.

"Caspian, I love you." I whisper with tears streaming down my face. A picture perfect memory that I'll never be able to forget, and I'm happy about that. Right now, even with this drama going on, I'm happy.

"I know, you told me that last night. Why are you still crying?" Caspian asks as he stretches his muscular arms. He's such a dream, it was surreal that we made out last night and even crazier that I got to spend the night in his bed. No, nothing happened, sadly.

"That's so mean, just because I cry a lot doesn't mean you can bully me." I pout, pulling the blanket all to myself until he's left without any.

"H-Hey it's cold." Caspian steals the blanket back. "You're wearing a sweatshirt, I'm not wearing anything!" He covers his perfectly sculpted body with the blanket.

"Like you need to cover anything, you're so hot that you'll never get cold." I pull down the blanket to reveal his six-pack and barrel-chest that makes me drool.

"That doesn't make sense." Caspian rolls his eyes, but I know he loves the compliment.

"I don't have the indecency to get undressed in bed with someone who I'm not even dating." I cross my arms, and turn around. Suddenly, I'm pull into his arms and he squeezes me tight.

"Oh I'm sorry, then tell me, would you like to date me?" He mutters in his deep, raspy voice. Damn it, he always knows how to deal with me. I'll act difficult and he always bests me with some cute act.

"I-I wouldn't date someone-!" I try to deny him, but lays me down on his chest and holds me there. "I wouldn't date someone that isn't you."

"That's a weird way of saying yes." He kisses me on the cheek, which is a bright rosy red right now.

"Well being weird is my thing." I close my eyes, relaxing on his bare chest. I wish we could stay like this forever, I'm so comfortable. At least it's a Saturday, so there's no school to worry about.

"Damn straight," he mutters.

"I'm gay actually," I correct him.

He laughs. "No, I was cursing the straight. Like damn those straights for not loving my sexy body like you."

"I'm sure that's exactly what you meant." I roll my eyes. He's so full of bullshit, now I know why I always doubt his word.

He tugs at my cheeks. "So what are you up to today sweet cheeks?"