Boy Love Stories (6 Random Guy X Guy One Shots)

The insomniac

(I plan on writing some fluffy, cute, mutual stuff in the future too, I swear!!)

I look around in my room. I can't help feeling like something is watching me, as if it's crawling closer when I'm not looking and as if it disappears when I open my eyes. I turn around facing the wall in a comfortable position. But I just can't shake this feeling off.

I quickly turn around and switch on the light. Nothing. I sigh. It's going to be another long night. I grab my phone and look at the time. It's 7AM already. I have to wake up for school in 2 hours...

I leave the lights on, lay down on my back and try doing some breathing and relaxing exercises. I concentrate on my facial muscles and try to relax them, then my arms, my hands, my romp, my legs and my feet. After that I focus on my breathing and I can finally feel a bit of peace. I hope I'll fall asleep soon.

"Connor! Wake up! Why are you still in bed?! It's already 4PM?!"

Someone is shaking me by my shoulders. I open my eyes and see my mother standing in front of my bed. Shit.. She looks pissed.

"Young man, you're supposed to be at school!"

"Sorry, mom... I was feeling sick so I stayed at home." I quickly make up.

"Then you should've called in sick at school. You're 18 years old so you can do it yourself."

"I forgot..."

"I came back from work early because of a call from your school. Do you know how worried I was? I thought something might have happened on your way to school."

"Sorry..."

Mom sighs.

"Anyway... Are you feeling better now?"

"Kind of..."

"Then I'll go make you some food"

She gently pats my head as she stands up. When she leaves the room I turn around in bed and roughly push my face into my pillow. I'm so stupid! I overslept! I've never fucked up this badly! Mom can't know about my sleeping problems. It'll only give her more stress. She's a single mother and has been taking care of me on her own since my birth. I must keep it a secret... I don't want to be a burden to her.

After a few minutes my mom returns with a bowl of soup and places it on the table next to my bed. She sits down and looks at me with a serious face.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, mom" I try to reassure her with a smile.

"I'm not buying it." She says as she crosses her arms.

"I only felt sick this morning. Seriously. I'm fine now."

She sighs again.

"I have a night shift today. They only agreed to me leaving if I'd come back to finish off later."

"What?! That's ridiculous! They can't treat you like that!"

"I have no choice. I can't lose this job too..."

There's a long silence before my mom gets up.

"I'm going to get some sleep before my shift. You should get some more rest too after you eat."

"I will."

"Sleep well"

"You too, mom."