Open Your Eyes. (boy×boy×boy) [FINISHED]

Chapter 3

I awoke a grey light beaming through the windows, hitting my face in the process. I groaned, as I flipped over to the other side. Soon the memories came, and I snapped up to see myself in a huge bed with many pillows. I then looked around to see the most beautiful room I have ever seen.

(Just the outside of the windows have more trees)

I looked down seeing I'm wearing just my underwear and a oversized light grey sweatshirt that reaches to right above my knee. I blushed at the fact that someone change me. I suddenly thought of playing my ukulele.

'shit, its probably go-' just as I was about to finish my thought when I looked over to my right, (not seen in picture) and on a chair was my ukulele with a note.

Good moring baby boy,

We hope you gotten a good night's rest. Were sorry that we are not here at the moment, we had to do some business. But when we got you, they said you had a ukulele, we were surprised at how well you took care of it. We hope we'll see you soon.

Love,
Dean & Jeremiah

They really do love me... but why? I'm just a boy from the streets, and from a normal householdbefore this all happened.

I grabbed my ukulele out from the case, and brought it to the bed. I strummed the cords a couple time, tuning the strings that were out of tune. And yes I dont need a tuner cause after playing an instrument for long enough, i could tell when a string is lose or tight.

I thought of a song that I could play. The only one I was thinking of was a song by Billie Eilish, Wish You Were Gay. Now she isnt a favorite singer but I do enjoy some of her music though.

(A/n his voice is tenor sounding, and I cant freaking find a good voice that I like)

After strumming a few cords after the song actually ended, a maid came in with some food. She had brown curly hair and pale blue eyes, she was wearing a maid dress, and no not a perverted one.

"Here you go sir," she said setting the tray on the coffe table in front of me. As she started to walk away I stopped her. She turned to me and bowed waiting for an order.

"Can you come and talk to me, because I'm going to get lonely being here while the, uh, leaders, are away," I said quickly.
She looked up, with a shocked face, but quickly listened and sat in front of me.

She just sat there as I picked up the coffee that was in a mug. I crisscross my legs and look as her. She looked uncomfortable, she was fidgeting with her hands as she looked around.

"Let's start by asking questions, okay, first is your name," I said smiling a little, trying to lighten the mood.
She took a breath and says,
"My name is Melissa J. Williams, I know I shouldn't be asking, but, what's your last name, sir?,"
"Robert's, France Robert's. And please, dont call me sir,"

We kept having conversations after conversations. Till she needed to leave, without saying that I wasnt aloud anywhere in the house till the leaders come home.

I then just sat there, thinking random thoughts. Walking around till I came to the window. The sun never shone before cause of all of the pollution and I guess god just knew that we are going to suffer, so why not add a gloomy feeling to all of this. I sighed, walking to the bed and turning on the TV to some show, till I fell asleep.

~~later~~

I awoke when I felt someone laying on top of me, wrapping their arms around my waist that is under the covers. Their head rested on my chest, and the person sighed. I opened my eyes to see Dean. He seemed upset about something, so I did what I think I should do. I lifted my right hand and put it in his bleached blond hair. His hair was soft like silk, and no tangled hair was anywhere.
(Authors note/edit: I forgot to mention  France is in bed he is covered by the blanket, while Dean is on top of the blanket)

He sighed as I feel his head getting a little heavier, and light snoring was heard soon after. I continue to "pet" Dean hair till I slowly drifted off to another nap. Damn I guess I was tired out of my mind.