I was woken up this morning rather gently, with the feel of a hand circling the small of my back and a low, quiet voice saying my name.I grumbled slightly in annoyance because I still felt tired, then lazily opened one eye.
Oh hello...chest. Oops this isn't a pillow.
"Sorry..." I mumbled, assuming that's why he woke me up. He frowned when I lifted my head.
"For what?"
"...Huh...what do you want?" I questioned tiredly and he smiled at me.
"You have an eye appointment."
"Ugh...at 11... I'm sure it's not even near 11 yet." I complained, immediately lying back down on him.
"No, but it's better to get up early so you're not rushing your morning."
"Nope."
"Riley..."
"Nooo." I grumbled, wrapping an arm around his waist when he tried to get up.
I felt him chuckle lightly before he began brushing his fingers through my hair "...Fine."
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"Sunshine, get up." Aaron's voice woke me up again and I frowned without opening my eyes.
"Nooppeee."
"It's 10 you're going to be late." I heard him shuffling around the room, possibly getting changed.
"Ughhh." I complained but still didn't get up.
"Riley I will have to resort to different methods."
"Nooo leave me alone."
I opened one eye when I heard him walk towards me then tensed up when he got on the bed and leaned over me.
"Okay okay I'm awake!" I squeeked, jumping when drips from his wet hair hit my skin. "Get off that's cold!" I complained and he chuckled at me.
He leaned down and kissed me on the cheek and I flinched from his cold wet hair all over me. "Aaron!" I immediately tried to push him away while he laughed at me.
"You need to get up."
"I'm already up! You're a bully!"
"If you stay on the bed you'll go back to sleep." He stated and I made a face.
"I only do that sometimes...and now I'm all wet so I don't want to!"
"Well then my methods were effective." He chuckled. "Come on you need to shower and get ready." I sat up as he stood and wondered over to the cupboards again.
I tried to wipe the drops of water off of me while grumbling to myself, then looked at Aaron as he dried his hair. Still hasn't put a top on...
I'm staring...
Why am I staring.
Look at those fucking muscles though... Am I jealous? Don't think so. Just extremely attracted.
If I don't get up he'll turn around...
He already has and he's giving me a look.
Should probably stop staring now...
"Riley!"
"Yes!" I jumped slightly, immediately standing up. "I'm awake."
That was weird.
What am I doing...
Towel! Shower, real life. Got it.
I quickly grabbed a clean towel and clothes and headed into the bathroom.
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Conflicted (Boyxboy)
Teen Fiction~ "When I first met you I had no idea how much you would end up meaning to me." ~ When Riley is once again hurled into a new life thanks to his mother's promiscuous lifestyle, he prepares himself for a year of building walls and isolation. Howev...