Dustin x Oliver BL love story

Hes cute?

>:3 (oh I forgot to mention Oliver has freckles, and also it's the weekend in this chapter so Oliver's alarm is off)

Dustin pov
    I woke up with a small body holding their arms around me I looked down to see soft light brown hair against my chest. I smiled while slightly lifting my hand up to play with his soft locks of hair. Wait that's creepy.. I slide my hand back down onto my side. Oliver was blissfully sleeping, his lips slightly apart. Freckles perfectly dotted across his face.
   I smiled tiredly to him, enjoying the comforting feeling I didn't get a lot.
   Oliver stirred awake yawning before opening his eyes. He took one of his arms and rubbed his face, then looked at me. He smiled. "Morning." I muttered. "Good morning!" He gleamed, already beaming with energy.
After he unwrapped his arms from around my waist I sat up, Oliver doing the same shortly. I chuckled as I looked at his bed head. He blushed as he brushed out his hair with his fingers a little.
  "Um.. do you need cloths for today?" Oliver questioned.
  "Nah, I'll just wear the cloths I did yesterday."
He nodded. 
I picked up my phone from the nightstand to check the time
9:23
I set it back down bringing my attention back to Oliver.
"I have a few dollars, so we can go to a cafe or something if you want."
I nodded.
I got up from the bed and stretched. I then grabbed my backpack where I had put my cloths the previous night and went to the bathroom. When I got done getting changed I looked in the big mirror behind the sink and tried to make my messy hair somewhat presentable. When I came back with the pajamas in my hand, Oliver had already gotten changed. He was wearing a light maroon colored shirt that was hanging on his shoulders, Black skinny jeans and red vans. He was holding a small brush in his hand.
When he saw me he laughed a little. Before I could reply, he was already in front of me, brushing my hair. Once he was done and turned to get his jacket I moved my hair back over my lighter eye.
I grabbed my black converse and put them on. I pulled on my hoodie before grabbing my phone. Oliver was already waiting for me at his bedroom door. I nodded and we both walked out of the house after he said bye to his family.
While we were walking I couldn't help not taking glances at him. He was walking happiness, I don't understand how someone could be so positive.. and perfect..
We had made it to a cute small place with a blue theme. We sat near one of the front windows and waited to order. When the waitress had came. "Good morning Oliver, what can I get for you today?."
"Good morning! And can I get a medium Carmel latte with almond milk please?" She nodded. "Yes of course. And you?"
" um just a while chocolate mocha." She nodded and left.
I looked back at Oliver with a confused "How'd she know your name?"
"Oh, uh I come here all the time and she's usually always my waitress. Um, have you ever been here before?" He inquired.
I shook my head. "Nope, I don't go anywhere often, and when I do it's usually to the library." He nodded.
"This is my favorite place to go! You should come with me more."
I nodded.
The waitress finally cam back with our drinks. "Here are your drinks Oliver and-"
"Dustin! His name is Dustin."
She nodded, As she finished putting the drinks down. "Dustin. Hope you guys have a good day." "You too." Oliver responded.
We continued talking when suddenly we both here'd a slight happy yell.
"OLIVER WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" She happily ran towards us. "Hi Kenidy!" He got up to greeted her with a hug. "I'm here hanging out with one of my friends." Luckily there was only one other person here and they had their headphones on.
She looked at me.
"Who are you?"
"He's Dustin."
"Where'd he come from you neve- OH! Is he your boyfriend?"
"Boyfriend? I'm not hi-"
"AWW he's the one your always running off to huh?"
Oliver had a pink blush across his face. "No! He's not my boyfriend.."
Kenidy thought for a moment. "Hm, okie dokie." She winked.
Oliver sat back down and Kenidy had pulled up a chair. The waitress saw Kenidy and came up. "Do you need anything?"
"A Carmel Frappuccino please." The waitress nodded and walked off.
"So how long have you two been friends?"
"Four days!" Oliver half blurted.
"More like one."
"Oh-" she smiled. "Well we should get to know each other more.. well I already know Oliver and he knows me so more like, we should get to know you Dustin!"
I nodded with hesitance but with anticipation at the same time.
   Once we all finished our drinks we paid and left.
We all- Oliver and Kenidy decided we should walk to a park and I went along with it.
"So um what's you parents names, Dustin?" Oliver asked
"Um, Fawn and Xavier, though my dad left when I was four.."  "Hmph! That was a mistake.. cause your the best!" he said determined, then smiled. I blushed looking at the park around us.
So cute..
"OOH SWING!" Oliver giddily ran to the swing Kenidy running to the one next to it. "DUSTIN COME PUSH ME!"
I-is he a child?
I chuckled walking over and getting behind him.
They were both having too much fun..
After a few minutes of pushing Oliver on the swing we walked around on the park trail.
"Wow I haven't played in a park for a long time." The two 'children' said in unison.
"How long has it been?.."
They looked at each other then back at me.
"A week!" They chimed.
I shook my head with a smile.

After a couple hours walking, looking at the river, and talking we finally broke ways with kenidy. I went with Oliver to his house and grabbed my backpack, but before I could leave..
"Are you sure you don't wanna eat lunch with us?" Alisha (Oliver's mother) asked. "No thank you you don't have to bothe-"
"No, no, no, I insist!"
I looked at Oliver. He shrugged.
I sighed and set my backpack down.
"Okay."
  Oliver and I went back to his room as we waited for lunch to be done.
  We made shorty conversation before it was time to eat.
  I sat in the middle of him and his sister chasidy. We were eating lasagna and garlic bread.

Time skipppp

"That was really good thank you." "Thank you, and your welcome." Alisha smiled.
We all left the table and I grabbed my backpack once again. Oliver and I stepped outside.
"See you monday?"
I nodded.
"Okie dokie. Bye." He waved and I walked home.

I opened my front door. Seeing my mom in her usual spot with empty beer bottles around her.
   "Oh hey it's my son.." she said in an angry tone.
"Yep." I said walking straight to my room.
"Hey are you ignoring me?! Where have you been? God why did I have you."  I stoped for a moment.
"Because you had to be fucked so badly you couldn't use a fucking condom." I retorted.
"Excuse me?! Don't eve-"
I had already slammed my door and locked it.
Ugh of course.

Tysm for reading!