Starstruck (the Idea of Always)

Woensdag 10:47

Jens
There were bruises on Lucas's leg last night. They were light, Jens almost didn't even see them, but when he did, he eased his grip on his thighs, not wanting to hurt him. Instead of holding his legs, he'd smoothed his hands over them, sliding up to grab him waist. Lucas had held onto him so tightly, it felt like he would never let go. Jens was okay with that.

There was hardly five seconds since that they weren't touching each other. They'd fallen asleep soon afterwards, Lucas's fingers tangled in Jens's hair, a hand on his throat, and Jens's arms wrapped around Lucas's waist, his face buried in his neck, leaving soft kisses across the skin. Jens had fallen asleep to Lucas whispering to him that he loved him. It was like he couldn't stop saying it now that he could.

When he woke up, the room washed in a gentle yellow light, Lucas was still holding on to him, both arms wrapped around Jens's waist, his face pressed against his bare chest. Jens looked at him, smiling tenderly, and placed a hand on his head, touching his hair. With his other hand, he pulled the blanket up over them, carefully placing it so it didn't cover Lucas's face. Lucas sighed, pulling himself closer to Jens, and opened his eyes, looking up at him sleepily.

"Hi." Lucas's voice was broken with sleep, just a breath.

Jens looked at him, smiling softly.

"Hi."

Lucas closed his eyes, tilting his chin up in Jens's direction. Jens's smile grew, and he leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to his mouth. He felt Lucas's lips curl into a smile as Lucas kissed him back, pulling his arms away and sliding his hands over Jens's neck and face until he was holding him by his hair.

"Mm." Jens pushed himself up so he was leaning over Lucas as Lucas pulled his lip between his teeth. Lucas let go, sighing, as Jens pulled the blanket down. He gazed up at Jens, his eyes flicking back and forth between Jens's before skimming the rest of his face, reaching up and brushing his fingertips over his cheekbones and brows. He touched the mole next to Jens's eye, smiling, and pulled Jens in as he leaned up, pressing a gentle kiss to it as Jens giggled silently.

"You know I love you?" Jens asked as slid his lips across Lucas's cheek and down his neck.

"Mm-hmm." He could hear Lucas's smile, knew that his eyes were closed.

Jens felt Lucas's fingers in his hair as he kissed down his chest, pausing to carefully bite at the skin. Lucas's hands tightened, pulling Jens's hair, and Jens grinned against his skin, lightly scraping his teeth against him as he moved down his stomach.

"I do," he said. "Really." He glanced up at Lucas's face. He looked peaceful, almost like he was asleep. Jens moved further down the bed, peppering slow kisses on Lucas's skin until he was pressing kisses over the fading bruises on Lucas's thighs. He looked up when he felt Lucas's eyes on him, and looked up. They gazed at each other for a second, Lucas smiling softly. "Really."

"I believe you."

Jens moved to kiss his other leg, sliding his hands over his stomach and legs, feeling as Lucas shivered slightly.

"Hey," Lucas said, gently tugging Jens's hair. "I have to tell you something."

"Oh, no." Jens left one last kiss on his leg before lifting himself up to look at Lucas, who laughed quietly before pulling him in for a kiss as he lay next to him, reassuring him.

"Nothing bad."

"What's up?"

Lucas's mouth twisted to the side as his fingers brushed over Jens's face.

"I got a text from the guys," he said slowly. "And they asked if I wanted to go to a party tomorrow. Since I haven't seen any of them since I got back."

"And do you feel like going to a party?"

Lucas watched Jens's mouth as he spoke.

"I want to see them."

"Okay."

"But I..."

Jens waited for a second before prompting him to speak, nudging his nose gently against Lucas's. He slipped a hand across Lucas's waist, pulling him in slightly.

"I don't want to come out yet."

"That's okay. I can wait here."

Lucas looked into his eyes, frowning.

"But I don't want to leave you behind."

Jens sighed and kissed him softly.

"Then I can go. And wait somewhere there, or around there. You can come find me when you're ready to go." Lucas stared at him like he was considering it. "Just go to see your friends, okay? I bet they're worried about you."

"Hm." Lucas kissed him slowly, licking Jens's lip lazily.

"Hm? We can go a bit early. You can stick me someplace and I'll stay there. Go see your friends. Get me when you wanna leave."

Lucas nodded slightly.

"Does that sound good?"

"Yeah."

"Okay."

They both leaned it again, kissing shortly before Lucas moved his head press against Jens's chest. Jens shifted them so he could tuck his arm under Lucas's head, and ran his fingers through his curls as he felt Lucas trail his own fingers across his skin, leaving chills in their wake.

"You're meeting my mom today," Lucas mumbled, his lips brushing Jens's skin.

"Oh, shit, that's right."

"Are you excited?"

"Actually, yeah. But I'm nervous."

"You don't have to be. She's gonna love you."

"You think so?" Jens was still unsure.

"I know so."