Allan > Status Update

It‘s the night after [redacted] and B is basically pressed to his side in his bed. B’s iPad is balancing on their laps and there‘s a romcom playing on it. Even though A was the one who suggested it, he isn‘t paying much attention to the movie. He‘s seen it multiple times already, anyway. Instead he‘s staring at B out of the corner of his eye, trying to notice any kind of reaction on his face, if not to their proximity then at least to the romantic scenes on the screen. All he gets are some quiet huffs of almost-laughter.

As the movie goes on, B‘s head comes to rest against his shoulder. It makes A want to crawl out of his skin. When the credits roll, B whispers “You have no idea how glad I am to have you as my friend.” A can feel his breath against his neck as he speaks. He just nods and barely resists the urge to rip out his hair. Shortly after, B is fast asleep, still leaning against him. A tries very hard not to wake him when he slips out under the blanket and moves over to B‘s bed. He‘s unsure if he succeeds.

[skipped some things in-between] A is pointedly not thinking about it, nodding along absentmindedly to the conversation happening on the other side of the booth - something about [redacted] - when B turns to him. He‘s resting his chin on his arm and smiling softly at A, causing a small flutter somewhere near his stomach. B must‘ve asked a question because he‘s looking at A expectantly, as if awaiting an answer. “Sorry, what?” B‘s grin, somewhere between knowing and amused, makes A want to sink into the floor.

[another skip, my personal favourite of the bunch] B isn’t that great of a kisser; he keeps scraping A‘s lips and tongue with his teeth and there’s a lot of spit involved. A can’t get enough.

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