✔Back to You

4

When he woke up, a smile bloomed on his face. Who wouldn't, waking up with Beam in their arms...

Yeah, he woke up today to find Beam held against his chest. And of course, there was the cute little Satan himself, sprawled sideways on top of them both, his head on Beam's shoulder and his tiny feet poking Forth's chin.

They weren't supposed to be sleeping that way. When he tried to put Oon to bed, the sleeping toddler clung to him and threw a tantrum. Since he won't get put in any way, Forth decided to take him to his own room, what with the glare from Lam and all. But then the boy threw yet another tantrum for his fast asleep Dada. He wanted to sleep with them both. And in the end, he got what he wanted.

But he was lying in between them as Forth recalled, not using them as his pillows. That little devil...

Forth sighed with a smile and turned carefully to stare at Beam's face. He was still the same, just like Forth had him memorized in his head. The smooth, milky white complexion, thick black brows, long lashes, button nose. And those lips. Those pink, kissable lips...

Wonder if they still taste the same?

He blinked. Shocked at his own thought. Huh? 'Why would I think like... I've never tasted his lips before! Hey... no I'm not complaining'

Then he stared at Beam's lips again. Unable to contain himself, he extended his hand carefully to caress those soft lips with his thumb. That's when Beam opened his beautiful, chocolate brown eyes to look at him. Forth smiled. He could get used to it, waking up every day to look at those beautiful, wide-open eyes.

"What the fu- Forth!" Beam exclaimed in an alarmed tone and Forth woke up from his dreamland. He cursed under his breath while Beam tried to shove him away. Forth held him tightly and pointed at Arthit. Beam stopped and sighed.

"Have you fucking lost it? What... what are you doing?" Beam snapped in a whisper.

"What the hell are you jumping the gun about? This isn't the first time in life I woke up beside you" Forth said and was a bit taken by the look Beam gave him. What was that? Anger and a mix of... was that fear in his eyes?

Forth blinked. Fear? From me?

"Bee..." he said softly. "It's... it's just me... Forthy... why are you reacting like... I'd do something bad to you" he said and thought he noticed Beam suck in his breath. What was happening here?

"Yeah? And what were you doing? Measuring my mouth?" Beam snapped and Forth bit the inside of his cheek. 

'Yeah genius, what were you doing?' he asked himself. But he was saved the embarrassment due to none other than the little angel who squirmed around and then reached in the air. 

"Daadaa" 

"Hey, baby... dada is here" Beam's face softened instantly and he picked up his son in his arms, hugging him tightly. Still, he made time to shoot Forth a death glare and mouthed at him to leave. Forth frowned but got up to walk out. He didn't understand why Beam would overreact at them sleeping together. He used to crash at Beam's place all the time since he was always being chased after by the girls he slept around with. Or guys he'd get in trouble with. He used to follow Beam around like a kicked puppy because the younger boy would always open his door for him but refuse to talk to him. He found Beam's pouty and frowning anger cute. But he hated when Beam ignored him, put on his headphones, and study at a corner, not paying him any attention. 

Oh, how jealous Forth always felt of those books! So he sneaked after Beam whenever he was sure the younger boy had reached his limits and forcefully carried him to bed, lying down, hugging Beam tightly. Beam never protested against him. For anything. Except maybe insulting him right and left or making fun of him or pranking him or throwing his sass around for free.