The coach wasn't going to come today and Chris couldn't be happier.
His father was happy how excited his son was for his training. But the reasons he assumed were different.
The 19 year old was at the park again, about to begin with his jog when his legs stopped him near a bench.
The bench on which sat his reasons.
The eyes met again. Blue with hazel.
Blushes formed again. Everything was usual. The smiles only grew broader as Chris began to walk towards him, the distance between them closing at an extremely fast pace.
He sat beside the beautiful boy that had his hands clamped together and his eyes roaming around to prevent him from staring at the other handsome boy that was so close to him now.
"I'm Chris" came a very smooth voice that made his heart go wild and his eyes to fix on his face.
"Emery" he smiled.
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January [BoyxBoy]
Short StoryFeatured on @lgbtq *** The month of bitter winds and coffee mugs, cold air and warm rugs, witnesses the journey of two lovers from across the road. One in a cold park, one in an open window. *** First Place Winner, Mystic Awards 2017 (Short Story) *...
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