Oliver was Josh's first everything. His first love.
It was a lazy afternoon. Nor warm, nor cold, just perfect. Josh sat by the couch, eating some popcorn, legs curled under himself, the bowl on his side. He was completely enticed by the show that played on the tv. A comedy one. So he'd be laughing goofily and snorting, he even wheezed once! His mom was at other room of the house, doing god knows what. Oliver sat beside him.
He wasn't as enticed by the show. Of course, he would glance at the screen from time to time and laugh a bit at some jokes, but his main focus was the dork beside him. He stared at Josh from the corner of his eye, sometimes turning his whole head to stare at him. He couldn't get enough of Josh's beauty.
That was something that had his attention completely on. Josh. He admired every single thing of him, every single doing of his and every single weird sound he made. Oliver was hooked. Always had been.
The show had ended. Josh sighed, he had a small smile on his red face from laughing too hard and put the cable TV on. He turned to gaze at Oliver. He raised his eyebrows.
"What?" He asked with a small laugh. Oliver stared at him with a fond smile and adoring eyes. Josh chuckled again, this time a bit more nervously. "C'mon dude, what?" He turned his whole body to face his boyfriend. Oliver's smile widened.
"Nothing, nothing, 's just..." Oliver shook his head. "Nothing."
"C'mon man, spit it out!" Josh gently pushed his shoulder away, making Oliver laugh a bit. He shook his head again before turning his whole body to face Josh. He sighed, gaze idolizing.
"It's just... You," another fond laugh. "You're so... Adorable. Shut up," he said at Josh's roll of eyes and opening mouth. "You just. My god, I'm so lucky to have you in my life, you know? And I just, I don't think I would be me without you. You're so smart and funny and caring besides being really pretty. I don't know, I just, I love you so much."
Oliver's eyes were damp, tears trying to leave his eyes. Not because of his own little rant, but because he just felt so adoring of Josh, like he would combust with everything he felt for him. His chest was so warm and his heart felt so joyful, he felt so joyful. And Josh felt happy, too. He felt his body bursting with the warmth he always gets near Oliver, though the fire inside him burned even harder. Even though Oliver wasn't good with words, it was just enough.
Josh smiled wide, eyes squinting in the way it always did. He moved so he sat on Oliver's lap facing him, legs straddling his thighs.
"I love you so much," Josh mumbled with the biggest smile before leaning in and attacking Oliver's lips. Oliver chuckled against his lips, not opposed – definitely not opposed – by the sudden turn of events. They had smiles on their faces, kissing each other was kind of difficult but they managed.
The smile on their faces began to die out. The passion remained burning still, the flames licking up to every cell of their bodies. It got even more fervourous by the second, Josh's hands tangling on Oliver's hair while Oliver kept pulling Josh closer by the hips until they were chest to chest, as close as possible to each other. It got too passionate.
Slowly, very slowly, Josh let his hand wander down. The kiss got more sloppy and needy, more desperate. His hand slipped down Oliver's shoulder, caressing softly. Their breathing got heavier, Oliver gripped Joshua's hips harder while Josh let his hand fall down to his chest. Josh hesitantly, timidly let their hips collide softly. It got out a noise out of him and a silent grunt out of Oliver. His hand was on Oliver's abdomen by then and so ready to fall on his lap and touch him and feel him and please him and oh my–
"I can feel the hormones exhaling from every cell of your bodies and I don't like it one bit, Joshua, get off Oliver right now." Someone said from the door of the kitchen. Josh jumped away, quickly taking his hands off. He turned to stare at his mother, features completely red. Even Oliver had a small blush on his cheeks. They both faced her unimpressed face with lost eyes and embarrassment clear. "Joshua. Get off of Oliver." She demanded.
Josh did quickly, sitting beside Oliver with his legs up to his chest. Oliver crossed his legs as well, both staring at the ground with pursed lips and probably traumatized for life. She narrowed her eyes at both of them, hands on her hips.
"You will not fuck under my roof," she snapped. Josh's eyes went wide and Oliver simply sunk on the couch even harder, the blood flooding to his face more. Josh chewed on his cheek, hands on his lap. "Do you understand me?" She glared at the sixteen years olds.
"Yes, ma'am," they both mumbled, not daring to look at her. She grunted, going back to the kitchen.
"Fucking teenagers," she muttered under her breath. She finished her food and brought her plate to the living room, sitting between the young ones. Needless to say, the rest of the day was really awkward.
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I'll try my best but idk if the next chapter will be up tomorrow. Have a nice day (:
