What You Do (Stosuh) DISCONTINUED

Seven(Short Chapter)

    "What am I supposed to do now?" Hosuh hushed his voice, their eyes connection creating metaphorical electricity neither of them could explain.

    Stephen stood up, walking to the fridge and pulling out a yogurt and handed it to Minnie. He muttered something like 'feed grandma while I'm talking to out guest' before grabbing Hosuhs wrist and pulling him upstairs into his room.

    As they entered, Hosuh noticed the barrenness of the whole room except for a few things. Stephen didn't seem to have a very interesting life. "So, even though I knew no one was gonna listen in, you seemed uncomfortable," Stephen commented, getting onto his bed and sitting up, his back hitting the bed frame. Hosuh nodded, sitting on the edge of the bed, his hands clasped together and his legs lazily swinging back and forth. "Uhm, so I know this is stupid and the answer is probably no. But you can crash here for as long as you'd like? I'm used to an extra person since Joe, you know." The nervous boy looked over at Stephen, his lips pursed together. His lips then stretched into a smile.

    "Stephen, even though the whole school is deadly afraid of you, you're like the nicest person I've met." Stephen gasped dramatically.

    His sat up and pushed Hosuh with a shit eating grin. "Bullshit! I'm bad boy x10!" Hosuh laughed, pushing back as they both play fought for a bit until they calmed down.

    The room was filled with breathy laughter as they laid down next to eachother smiling. No words were spoken until words poured out of Hosuhs mouth. "The answers yes, I'll crash here." Stephen grinned widely, his smile looking almost forced and... Not that attractive. But it was real and he was happy.

    Hosuh groaned, a strand of hair stuck to bit of drool on the side of his cheek. And just as he woke up, Stephen's alarm went off. Wow, just on time.

    Stephen jumped up, clenching the blanket, looking over at the cause of loud noise. He slumped, letting out a tired breath. His finger slid across his phones screen, then he slid out from between his mattress and blanket.

(Sorry it's extra short today, I'm feeling really out of it and it doesn't really help that my three year old nephew wants me to play with him every five seconds. I'll post an extra long chapter tomorrow! Promise!)