Broken Memories [Shoey Dawceffa]

Chapter 16*

"I know..." so Shane says, answering at something he didn't get, but is sure was about how Joey is feeling. It has to be, otherwise he doesn't care, it doesn't matter, he'll pretend it was.

Joey nods and Shane bites his lip "You're so fucking hot." it comes out from Shane's lips and wow Joey moans due his words and that's the most beautiful sound Shane ever heard.

Damn he wants to listen to it on replay.

Shane places his hand on the floor, to sport the weight from his body. The way Joey is looking at him is hypnotizing, he doesn't even care if it's the drugs, damn, he even forgot that he's high, clearly. He forgot a lot of things actually.

He gets closer and closer and that never was a problem for them but this time Joey tries not to step that line. The line that separates what they truly are from what they can't be. Well... what they can't be in both their minds, even if Shane wished they could be that and more. He wants to discover the impossible with Joey and their feelings. But they're best friends and Shane always reminded Joey of that. Joey has got in his head, that word is painted there to remind him every day. They have such a wonderful friendship that this poison could ruin everything, could make it, them, die.

Shane notices Joey pulling away but he doesn't give up. Somehow, they both stumble on their own hands and, by being clumsily, Joey almost falls down on the floor, only holding himself by his elbows. Shane needs to support himself with his both hands next to Joey's torso, with his both legs next to Joey's thigh.

"I feel like I'm forgetting something important." Shane whispers and his voice breaks a bit by the desire of wanting to giggle. The situation is funny, bizarre but hot in his mind.

"Like," Joey coughs "your sexuality." He answers Shane's question, which Shane wasn't expecting to. He even laughs a bit now. Joey could have answered that he forgot to clean the kitchen, to pick the left brownies from the floor because they never know when Daisy decides to reappear or even mention the fact that Shane forgot to pause the video on the laptop so now the moans from the two guys are vibrating around the room and with their hormones.

Shane probably shows that more than Joey but it's driving him crazy, he has this urge of touching himself, touching anything because he - they - feel like something is disturbing the blood from his veins - and it really is - making him feel different things.

"Oh Joey," Shane keeps laughing and he's leaning over, though, he stops midway to look at Joey. The look he gives at his best friend is the kind of look you wouldn't resist and he looks so gorgeous that it pains Joey. Really, it does. "you know nothing." Shane comments and Joey would be surprised by his words if he wasn't under the effect of the brownies.

"You don't know how hard this has been, how suffocating it is" Shane keeps speaking. This time, Joey's expression is almost blank, only because he is too concentrated on listening to those words and ink them on his skin. Yet, it's so hard to get them and maybe that's why Joey feels fascinated.

"I want to be craved by you." Shane's hands pass through the fabric of Joey's shirt. He presses enough so Joey can feel his fingers on his skin, tickling him. A touch like this, to Joey, makes him shiver, a shiver that not even rubbing his skin hard would fade. The words Shane spoke make his mouth dry asking for something and yet, not water. It's all so overwhelming at this point. "I want you to think about kissing me as much as I think about kissing you." Shane's fingers are on Joey's lips now and the moment happens in such a fracture of time that neither of them lives it.

Shane draws Joey's lips, touches them in such a tender way that would make a cat purr. He likes touching them, feeling that skin under his fingertips and it's not only because the drugs make him that way, it's the drugs mixed with his own and real desire. Dangerous.