The Fantastic Drowse (Maylor)

Sharing Is Caring (unless you're Brian)

The air was cooling down from the warm, humid summer days that plagued the town in the past weeks. Now, late afternoons had noses and cheeks pink with cold as Autumn began to arrive.

However, Brian's cheeks were flushed for a different reason.

He was jealous. Of... Freddie? It made no sense! They'd known each other for nearly three years! He'd never had any resentment towards the boy, well besides in grade nine when him and Roger kept blowing him off.

He was overthinking again. He sighed, making sure to leave a note for his father concerning his whereabouts. He locked the front door and started heading towards Rogers house. Perhaps he should ask him about it. They were best friends, they should be able to talk about these sort of things.

Brian sighed, shoving his hands in his pockets. He knew Roger would get mad at him for accusing Freddie of liking him. Would the fight be worth it for a piece of mind?

Would he even get a piece of mind?

As Rogers house appeared bigger in his vision, he pushed the thoughts out of his mind. It was his time to hang out with his best friend. His boyfriend.

Brian took a deep breath. He couldn't let these thoughts get to him. They weren't true. Freddie wouldn't deliberately try to get Roger.

He shook his head as he climbed up on Rogers porch, getting only one knock in before the door swung open and he was pulled in by his wrist.

Before he could even blink, the door was shut and his back was pressed up against it, a pair of hands on his shoulders to pin him in place. He hardly even registered the lips moving hungrily over his own.

Small hands gripped his shoulders before the lips pulled away to give the taller boy a large smile.

"Hey, Bri." Roger grinned, looking up at him with his hands still resting on his shoulders.

"Holy shit." He breathed, still trying process the surprise attack the blond just did.

"I like that reaction." Roger winked, leaning up again. "I missed you."

"You saw me fifteen minutes ago, Rog." Brian chuckled shyly, a blush spreading through his face and down his neck.

"I saw my best friend fifteen minutes ago. Now I'm seeing my boyfriend. Now I don't have to share." He smirked, pressing in closer to the blushing teen.

"I-I thought you said Clare was home..."

"Oh, yeah. I lied." Roger pushed him against the door again. "She's tutoring some kid down the street. It's just you and me for a few hours." He winked again.

Brian took in a calming breath, closing his eyes for a moment. "Is this why you invited me over?"

Roger raised an eyebrow at him. "Well, uh... yeah?"

"I-I thought you wanted to watch movies or something." Brian felt even more heat rise to his cheeks.

"Or 'something' sounds about right, Bri." Roger smirked again before letting out a small laugh and stepping away from the boy. "It's fine that you don't want to."

Brian blinked at him for a moment. "I never said I didn't want to, I just wasn't expecting it." He explained sheepishly.

Roger shook his head with a smile. "It's fine. I need to do my biology homework."

Brian could've slapped himself. He ruined a perfect moment with Roger. So much so that the blond would rather do homework.

"Y-Yeah? What unit are you in?" Brian asked, trying to ignore his screaming brain.