Custis Fantasy

The Next Day

I woke up to a barrage of text messages from my parents. Clearly I did not notify them that I was sleeping over tonight, especially with a boy. I responded as fast as I could, alerting them I was at a "friends" house. Thankfully they bought it, just wanted me back by 12 AM. I looked out Custis' window, still no other cars. I wonder what his parents are doing right now...

I went downstairs and redressed after last night. I poured coffee and sat down in the living room. I could tell Custis got up soon after I did as I heard the floors creaking above me. He walked downstairs shirtless and cuddled into my arm. It was rainy out, the house was silent and the rain poured onto the frail ceiling. Seems like everything in this house made a noise, completely fool-proof against any unwanted guests. He further deepened his head into my shoulder as I grabbed a large nearby blanket, covering us both under the sheets. The fireplace had been activated by some mystery, it must have been on yesterday and I hadn't noticed.

I and Custis had decided we wouldn't tell anybody we were dating and instead planned to keep it a secret from the rest of the world. He said I should come over later tonight again, after all, I still had to finalize our copy.

SEPTEMBER 23rd, [4:39 PM]

I emailed Bruff with our final copy, we ended up getting an 80 so it wasn't an ultimate fail in the end. I'm preparing to head back over to Custis' house again; at least, I assume it's his since clearly no guardian figure watches over him. I corrected my mistake by not notifying my parents beforehand I was staying the night somewhere else as I grabbed my keys once again and drove down to his place. I decided to make a pit stop at Starbucks and got us both a drink. It's around 5 now and already turning dark. Rain is still pounding on our roof when I knocked. Custis came to the door and welcomed me into the living room.

"Figured we'd watch a movie yeah?"
"I don't see why not, sure."
"You pick?"
"I don't care, your choice."
"Alright."

He fumbled around with the remote as we both snuggled into each other again. I don't really think I ever felt-- love, before meeting Custis. The sense of security and being safe, being masqueraded by love and affection wasn't something I'd been shown by someone I truly found attractive. He picked a movie, it was around 2h long from what I remembered. I didn't necessarily watch it, I was more interested in Custis' eyes. Despite him being excellent in bed, I can't turn down those angel eyes; ever.

By the time we'd finished, it was 7 and neither of us was getting in the least bit tired, however fairly bored. We figured we'd go into his room again and lay down as per usual. He found a body pillow this time for us both to sleep on. He crashed down onto the bed, making it shake. He was wearing plaid pajamas and a plain white tee as he flopped the sheets over him.