Mine

Chapter Four

My car was home, but I wasn't using it. Just like Dirk said, I'd have to pay him back. I should be able to pay him back by this Friday since I did get the job. I'm starting tomorrow and it's a little early. Ok, it's a lot early. How many carts are gonna be out there at seven in morning. I work from seven to one and then the next guy starts. He ends his shift at seven at night. He can sleep in. Lucky. "Dave?"

"What?"

"Go to sleep."

"It's like nine."

"It's like you have work at seven in the morning." Dirk does his best impression of me and I smile.

"Getting better, but you might want to add more of a whine to it."

"You're such a dork."

"The dorkiest." Dirk chuckles and brushes some of my bangs off to the side.

"You need a hair cut."

"What? You're crazy."

"Oh it's not that bad. Just an inch or two."

"Did you just say two? I do not need that much of my hair gone. Like half of an inch. Wait, not even that much."

"Come on Dave. You can barely tame your hair right now. Let me cut it tomorrow."

"Fine."

"Wow I didn't think you'd let me."

"Well, I trust you." Dirk smiles and kisses my forehead.

"As happy as that makes me, you still should go to sleep."

"Nooooo."

"Come on get up." Dirk nudges my shoulder and I sit up. With my head no longer in his lap, Dirk stands up and stretches. "I'm tired, so I'm going to bed. I hope you don't stay up much longer."

"I won't. I'll just find something to munch on then I'll come to bed."

"Good." Dirk kisses my forehead and heads to his room. I've been sleeping in his bed, but I don't go in his room other than that. I still use mine room for everything. I get up and head to the kitchen looking for a bag of chips or some other snack. I end up with a bag of Doritos and head back to the futon. I'm really not that tired so I keep watching TV until about ten thirty. I figure that's a good time to go to sleep. I turn off the TV and throw out the now empty bag of Doritos before heading to Dirks room. I open his door as quietly as I can.

Dirk has his bed pushed up against the wall. He sleeps as close to the wall as he can get. The other side of his bed is my spot. His nightstand, and bedside lamp are on my side. He normally leaves the bedside lamp on for me to turn off because it's not as bright as the lamp on the ceiling and he can fall asleep with it on. So if I'm still awake after he goes to bed I can always find my way through his room without turning on the big light. I slide in between the covers before turning off the lamp. I curl up against his back and listen to his breathing. That's the only way I can tell if he's asleep, and it seems that he is asleep.

I want him to roll over and hold me. I know that's demanding, but I don't care. I poke his back twice and get a sleepy sound in response. I bite my lip and poke him one more time. "What?" Dirk mumbles.

"Roll over and hold me, please." Dirk sighs and turns over. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his chest.

"Better?"

"Yes." I can hear Dirk's heartbeat when he holds me like this. I smile and finally close my eyes. In less than two minutes I fall asleep.

"Wakey wakey sleepy Davey." Dirk's voice is way too happy this early.