the one for me - benjey

part 15 - call.

Benji's pov

Once we arrive back to my house from the apartment, we talk it over with my parents, and Jorge does the same with his, over the phone. They both love the idea of us living in between the two towns, plus the area with the apartments is a super safe area, which is just adding to the pros list.

My parents 100% approve of the place as do Jorge's, so we make the call. The call that would forever change our lives. I grab my phone a shakily dial the number on the small card that we were given. A women's voice is eventually heard on the other end.

"Hello, this is Jessica from woodengrove apartments. How may I help you?" She says in a robotic voice.

"Hello, this is Benjamin krol. Me and my boyfriend came and toured one of your apartments earlier today, only a couple of hours ago actually, and we were interested in making an offer." I explain.

"Okay, sir. I will transfer you to our agent, Travis."

I then hear quiet elevator music, knowing that I'm on hold.

"Hello, this is Travis Mendez. How may I help you?" The deep male voice from earlier asks.

"Hello Travis! This is Benjamin Krol. Me and my boyfriend jorge came and toured one of your apartments earlier with you. We were interested on making an offer." I explain once again.

"Excellent! I will email you some forms that you will need to fill out. You can either fax them back to me, or mail them. Unless you are planning on coming back out here then you can just drop them off."

"Okay, thank you Travis!" I exclaim.

"Of course! Now what is your email so I can write it down?" He questions.

"Benjikrol.26@gmail.com," I tell him.

"Okay, thank you. I will get the forms sent right away. Nice talking to you!"

"Okay, you too! Goodbye!"

"Goodbye," He says as he ends the call.

I give jorge a huge smile and open my arms wide. He wraps his small arms around my waist and stuffs his head in my chest. I soon feel him shaking slightly so I pull away and look at his face to see him crying, sobbing actually.

"What's wrong?!" I nearly yell.

"I'm just so happy. I never thought that you would even like me back when we first met, and now we're moving in together!" He explains with a smile on his face, tears still streaming down.

I put my hands on his cheeks and attempt to wipe away the tears with my thumbs, but more seem to fall every time I wipe one away. I give him a kiss on the forehead and he wraps his arms around my neck.

As I pull my face away he pulls it back, but this time kissing me on the lips.

"Ewww get a room," Rowy says as he walks down the stairs from I'm assuming his own bedroom.

Jorge and I look at Rowy, then at each other, and start to laugh. I hug him once more before we make our way to my bedroom. Jorge shoves me on my bed before literally jumping on top of me and resting his head on my chest. I place a kiss on his messy hair and wrap my arms around him again.

"Baby, thank you." I hear jey whisper from on top of me.

"For?" I question.

"For loving me," he responds shyly.

"Why wouldn't I love you? You're perfect."

"You might think that, but a lot of other people don't," He says sadly.

"But those people don't see the true you. They only see the versions of you that they want to see. People make up versions of others, bad versions, even if those versions don't exists. Even if the person is the kindest and most beautiful person to even walk the earth, people will find something bad about them. They do it to make them feel better about themselves. It's sad, actually," i explain, trying to make jeyjey feel better.

I can feel him smile into my chest before rolling off of me. He grabs his phone and opens up tiktok. He finds a cute sound and starts to film. It's pretty much just the two of us cuddling, when he kisses my cheek at the end. I'm blushing the whole time, and it's visible too.

He captions the short video, "i love him."

I smile at the caption and say, "I love you too. Now let's get some rest."

"And by rest you mean cuddling and kissing, right?" he asks with hopeful eyes.

"If that's what you want baby," I answer with a giggle.

(A little smutty lol)

"That's always what I want," he says before he turns to face me more and pulls my face into his. Our lips touch and I immediately feel energized. I grab his thigh and pull him on top of me. He giggles a little bit in the kiss but soon returns to making out with me.

My hand moves to his ass and I squeeze it slightly. I earn a gasp and use that opportunity to slip my tongue into his mouth.

This make out session pretty much ends with us shirtless, jey still on top of me, and slightly grinding on me. He bites, and pulls gently on my bottom lip as he pulls away from the kiss, then slides off of me and lays by my side.

"Excuse me. You are not aloud to tease me like that," I whine, only getting a smirk in return.

He gets up and walks to the bathroom, swaying his hips as he moved. I hear the shower turn on, so I decide to sneak into the bathroom. As in walk in I see jorge sitting on the bathroom counter, playing with his fingers.

"What are you doing?" he asks the second I open the door.

"I think the real question is, what are you doing?" I return his question, with another question.

"Oh you know, just waiting." He replies with a smirk.

"For?"

"The water to get hot," he says, obviously lying.

"Uh huh. Sure." I roll my eyes at him.

I make my way over to the boy and stand in between his legs. I place my cold hands on his small waist and can feel him tense up a little bit. I place a kiss right in the middle on his chest, moving my hands gently up and down his sides.

He lets out a small groan. I move my face to the crook of his neck and begin to suck until I leave red marks in numerous places across his neck and chest.

"Babbyyy, what if my parents see?" he whines.

"That's what you get for teasing me," I answer with a wink. "Also, you're really cute when you whine." I add, placing a kiss right on his lips.

It was very gentle and only lasted a few seconds. I knew he wanted more as he almost fell off the counter from leaning forward, trying to keep our lips together as I pulled away, but I still got away, and left the bathroom, leaving him wanting more.