My Middle School Crush (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 26

Chapter 26: The Domestic Life

Two heads of hair stuck up from the top of the blanket. One, a warm brown with short curls close to the scalp, the other, a near-black with the softest of waves. A groan sounded from the second head and the boy who owned it lifted his head to look around the room. Seeing that he wasn't sleeping in his room or his bed, Mark turned back to the first boy, a soft smile on his face as he looked at Mason. With a great amount of care, Mark carefully moved closer to Mason and placed a light kiss on his forehead.

Then, he laid there, taking in Mason's soft expression along with the quiet sound of his breathing. Mason looked like an Angel, the curls of his hair highlighting the rounded shape of his jaw, nose, and lips. Watching Mason look so peaceful, Mark acknowledged that this feeling of being around him was like sunlight finally touching your skin after months of cold winter. The first rush of air after being trapped underwater. It was perfect. It was home.

Mark planted two more kisses on Mason's cheeks with a wide smile.

He'd been seriously worried that starting a sexual relationship with Mason would ruin things. But their bodies were as harmonious as them and it had felt effortless. Even though they hadn't gone all the way, Mark woke up feeling completely sated and very satisfied. He couldn't have hoped for a better friend with benefits.

It didn't take even five minutes for Mason to wake up as if his body was aware of Mark's. And Mason would never forget the feeling he got when he opened his eyes to Mark's lazy smile.

"Good morning." Mark sang, chuckling at the sound of his husky voice. Mason groaned quietly as he stretched out his arms before sighing with a smile.

"Good morning." Mason echoed, sitting up slowly to not hurt his tired head. "How long have you been up?"

"Not long." Was Mark's simple reply. He watched silently from his pillow as Mason stood up and, with no clothes on, made to leave open the door. "Mason?"

"Yeah?" Mason mumbled, turning around to look at Mark. Then, Mason's brain suddenly became aware enough to notice all the light brown skin he had on display. Eyes growing incredibly wide, Mason gasped. Mark laughed when Mason's hands flew to his crotch, trying and failing to cover everything up.

"There's no need to be shy. I literally saw all of you last night." The boy lying on the bed joked, mercilessly teasing his naked friend. Mason didn't seem to share his sentiments and rushed to his closet, hands still glued to his crotch, to search for a pair of pants.

The rest of the morning passed by uneventfully. The two of them had woken up much later than Mason's parents and only had to say some quick goodbyes as they left the house. And then, they had the place to themselves.

A shot of nerves went through Mason when he was faced with that fact. He was painfully aware of Mark's presence, his body humming at any proximity he had to the other man. He unknowingly placed more pressure on himself because of that. He wanted Mark to enjoy being around him. He didn't want Mark to regret choosing him.

Mason's first idea to prevent that frightening outcome was to make some breakfast. He scurried into the kitchen, hearing as Mark slowly followed.

"I'm gonna make breakfast." Mason stated, quickly reaching into the fridge and grabbing some eggs. "Do you want anything?"

Mark went to lean against the kitchen island, eyeing the carton in Mason's hand.

"I would like some of those if you'd make me some."

Mason turned to look back at Mark and smiled at the excited look in his eyes. This man really enjoyed his food.

"Of course."