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i slowly came back into consciousness, woken up by the heartbeat of the chest under me. i slowly opened up my eyes, and turn to the view of the moving sunstreaks leaking from the window hitting fourthgrade's face. he looked so serene while sleeping, angelic almost. soft snoring noises came from him, almost in tune with his heartbeat.
i smile softly, and smooth back a piece of his hair. he stirs slightly, turning his head to the side and turning back to its original position. groaning, groggy, he opens his eyes slightly and lets out a sigh.
"'morning sweets" he mumbles.
"'mornin' flaco, how'd you sleep?" i mumble back, head still on his chest, arms around his middle.
"i slept great, you know. it felt nice to have you close"
this left a red tint on my cheeks, and i was smiling at his comment.
"i really liked sleeping next to you too, fourthgrade. your chest is real comfortable."
we both laugh at my stupid comment, and i turn around and cuddle into him, somehow closer than i already was. we laid there for a bit, taking in the morning breeze from the window left ajar.
"want me to make you breakfast?" he says
"sure"
frourthgrade stretches underneath me, and sits up. i sit up as well, a blatantly giddy gaze coming from me up to him. he gets up and leaves my room, and i lay there looking at my ceiling.
ay dios santo me enamoré [oh god, i'm in love]
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as fourtgrade and i sat in bed once more, a random record playing, i glanced at my watch. 1:30pm. shit.
i hear a car pull up into my house and freeze. dios santo ayudame.
"flaco, you gotta go, like now. my mom's coming" his face falls.
