John had hoped not to be disturbed, but at 3 in the morning, somebody knocked on his door. He was shaking, and wanted to refuse to open it. But he eventually got up, and answered. Freddie stood, looking at John and smiling innocently. "Hi darling." John looked away for a moment, and shut the door a little. He opened it back up when he was ready. "Uh.." He looked down. He looked back up again. Freddie gave a reassuring look. "I don't mind, darling.." John was confused about this. "What do you not mind about?"
"I don't mind that you like me."
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John felt blush hit his face. He started to sweat nervously. He smiled a bit. "Uh.. um.." He was speechless. "I mean.. ok..?" Freddie smiled at him. John made out a little smile. "If its not awkward for you or anything.. can I.. come.. can I come in?" John looked at him strangely. "I mean.. uh.. sure.." He nodded. Freddie walked into the small room John had found. They looked at each other awkwardly. A silence started. They just looked into each others eyes weirdly. No expression or feeling. Just silence as they looked at each other. John blushed a bit. Freddie rubbed his head, and broke the silence. "Don't worry, darling." He winked at John. "I'm.. uh, sleeping here." He pointed to a small couch. "Oh. Ok. Yeah. So~ where..?" Freddie stared at his feet awkwardly. He really didn't want to invade John's privacy, especially as he was feeling like this. "You will.. uh.. if its okay.." John began. "sleep.. where.. y'know.." He said quietly, his hands twisting behind his back and one of his feet turned in. He slowly grabbed Freddies hand. He looked up at Freddie. "With you..? Darling don't worry- oh thats so- darling thats so sweet.." Freddie was happy on the inside, but his face on the outside looked uncomfortable with the idea. John blushed intensely. "So.." Freddie grabbed his hand tightly, it then hung loose, but they stayed together. John let go for a moment. He yawned and rubbed his eyes. He then looked back at Freddie and grabbed his hand tightly. He ignored the fact he looked like he was out of breath, he was blushing that much. He just wanted to be with Freddie. They lay on the small sofa together, staring at the quite low ceiling. John put his arm across Freddies chest to the opposite shoulder, and lay his head on the one next to him. Freddie looked down at John in that one way everyone wants to be looked at like. Like a smirk and those loving eyes.. Freddie put his warm hands on one of Johns, and they soon fell asleep.
