Gram Parsons #3

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Gram had gotten a really bad head cold, constant sneezing,itchie,cold you name it.
The other boys were getting upset and annoyed with him and decided to end the session work.
Of course he was upset about it,
nearly on the verge of tears probably out of tiredness and losing another work opportunity.
As the night grew vast and dark, Gram warmed up to you,literally. He rested his head into your shoulder,his lanky arms wrapping around you tightly. "Do you think they'll be upset with me?"he mumbles, Gram had the child-like mindset always worried what other people would say,I dont think he'll grow out of it.

"No, there all just tired" I say,he nods.

"I guess ya right"he says

"Would you like to spend the night?" I ask

He looks up at me with those mournful eyes,
"Is it alright if I do?" He says softly, as he sits up and pushes his long brown hair out of his face.

"Well, I offered so yes"you say,he smiles.

You two gather everything you could pillows,blankets,etc. You set up a place for him on the couch. Gram began sliding off his jeans, only remaining in his t-shirt and boxers. I nearly fell right over and died my brain clawing at my thoughts

Fuck.

He looks up at you, a soft 'n' easy grin shown on his face. "What?"he says his eyebrows raised under his mop of honey-brown locks, a confused look was all he gave.

"Nothing" you say

"Youve seen me without clothes before, Y/N" he says

You just nod, as you try to swallow the lump in your throat

"Your a silly little thing" he chuckles

Why was I feeling different now?

What the hell am I feeling?

You push away your thoughts, as he cuts through your mind with his voice

"Would you like to share the couch with me?" He says softly

"I-uh uh"you felt yourself explode inside,

WHAT. THE . FUCK

YES, NO. YES BUT WHAT SHOULD I SAY.

"C'mon little darlin' " he cooes, trying to tease

He waves me over, I follow. He lifts up the blanket inviting me in.

I slip under the covers, he just chuckles

"Goodnight, darlin' "he says

"Goodnight, Gram"

The light flickers off, his memory still lingers, he wrapped his arm around you, as you two fall into a deep sleep

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