So, I was just hanging with my friends and we were just talking about the sweet things that we like for guys to do or the sweet things that couples do. Then, later that night, this little idea popped up! It's basically just little drabbles/oneshots of Cargan and sweet moments and stuff like that.
I got the idea of this chapter from a scene in Kendalls LogieBear 's story 'Can't Get Over It'. She's an amazing author and if you haven't read her stories, you need to go read them now. So, you could kind of say this is dedicated to her :)
I know you guys are probably like 'Why does she keep putting out new stuff when she has stories to update?' I can't help it! A whole bunch of new ideas keep floating to me! That's why when I come up with an idea for a long story I write it down and save it for when I finish a story.
Anyway, all the stories and stuff are gonna be in different places and the guys are gonna have different ages and so and so. This is a Cargan of course ;) Y'all know how I do. Anyway, enjoy.
Word Count: 1,304
Chapter 1: Wearing His Clothes
"Um, Carlos? I don't think I can wear these clothes again." The pale teen held up his plaid blue button-up and stared at the torn garment. The white buttons had been ripped off and the white shirt the boy had worn under had been torn straight down the middle. His jeans were covered in stains…if you know what I mean.
"What are you talking about?" The older of the two stuck his head out of the bathroom and looked at the ruin clothes his boyfriend was holding in front of him. He cracked a smile and laughed. "Oops. I guess that was my fault, huh?"
"Well, you were the one who tore them off of me."
"I couldn't help it! A week and a half of not seeing you turned me into an animal! You have no idea what you do to me, Logan," The college student walked out of his bathroom in a black band t-shirt and gray sweatpants. He walked over to his shorter boyfriend and placed his hands on the boy's naked hips. He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on the younger's lips. "I miss you, babe."
"I miss you, too, but at least we have a break this next week."
"Yeah, but then we won't be able to see each other for another two weeks because of my hockey games."
"But I'll be at every single one of them. I wouldn't miss it for the world. Just a couple of more months, Carlos, then I'll be able to move in with you and go to the same school." Logan wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's neck and stared him in his deep brown eyes.
"Finally! Then this apartment won't seem so lonely, you'll be in my arms a lot more and hopefully in the outfit you're wearing now." Logan looked down and saw that he wasn't wearing any clothes.
"…But I'm not wearing anything."
"I know." The Latino smiled and gave his shorter boyfriend a flirty wink. Logan blushed removed his hands from Carlos' neck and grabbed the sheet off the bed to cover himself.
"Could you stop being perverted for like ten minutes and help me find some clothes to put on?"
"Relax. You could just borrow my clothes while you're here. Tomorrow we'll swing by your place and pick up some clothes. Plus, I haven't seen your parents in a while."
"Ugh. Remind me why I shouldn't be worried that my parents like you more than they like me?" The Latino just rolled his eyes.
"Logan, you're overreacting. Your parents love you. I can't help it if I'm your parents' favorite boyfriend." Carlos walked over to his dresser that was next to his bed and pulled out a pair of boxers.
"I'm actually pretty surprised at that; considering how you're in college and I'm still in high school."
"Logan, we're not even that far apart in age! It's like a three year difference; you're seventeen and I'm twenty. It's not that big of a deal." The Latino walked over to his closet and pulled one of his college sweatshirts from a hanger and closed his closet door. He handed the clothes to his younger boyfriend and kissed him on the forehead.
"Yeah. I guess not." Logan said as he took the clothes.
"You change into these while I go get my mail and go to the corner store to pick up some things for breakfast. I'll be right back." Logan nodded and leaned up on his toes to give Carlos a kiss.
"I love you."
"I love you, too, baby. I'll be back in a bit." With one last kiss, Carlos grabbed his wallet and cell phone from his bedside table, slipped his feet in Adidas slippers and walked out the apartment.
After a fresh shower, Logan slipped on Carlos' purple boxers; which were a little big on him and pulled the oversized black sweatshirt over his head. The front of the sweatshirt had an eagle on it, the right arm had the number 17, and the back had 'Garcia' written on it in white with yellow highlighting it. Carlos wasn't much taller than his younger boyfriend, but he was bigger/more muscular than him and because of that the sweatshirt had Logan almost swimming in it. The sweatshirt stopped at the middle of the shorter boy's thighs. It actually covered up most of the boxers he was wearing, but that didn't bother Logan at all.
He loved wearing his boyfriend's clothes and the fact that they're a little big on him makes him love wearing them even more. They always leave a scent of Carlos on him even when he takes him off. Logan especially loves to wear Carlos' sweatshirt in the winter, so he could snuggle into it while sipping on hot chocolate and watching a movie with his boyfriend.
He was just walking out of Carlos' bedroom when he heard the doorbell ring. On his way to answer the door, he noticed some keys sitting on the countertop in the kitchen. He rolled his chocolate brown eyes as he realized Carlos forgot his keys. Logan unlocked the door and opened it, revealing his Latino boyfriend on the other side.
"Carlos, you have to remember to take your keys with you whenever you leave your apartment." The shorter boy moved out of the doorway and let his boyfriend through with a white plastic bag in his hands.
"I know, Logie, but I knew you were here, so I had nothing to worry about." The hockey player leaned down and gave his boyfriend a passionate kiss on the lips. He pulled away and looked down at his boyfriend. The Latino bit his lower lip as his eyes trailed down Logan's body.
"What?" Logan asked his boyfriend as he closed the apartment door.
"Nothing. It's just, you look really cute in my clothes."
"They're huge on me. How can I possibly look cute in them?" Carlos dropped the plastic bag on the floor. His hands wrapped their way around Logan's waist and pulled him against his chest.
"I don't know. You just do. You can make anything look good. You're just beautiful like that." He leaned down and gave Logan a quick kiss on the nose.
"Yes. You are, especially in my clothes."
"Well, you're just lucky I like wearing your clothes."
I don't like the way I ended this, but it was the only thing I could think of. So, how was it? I hope you guys enjoyed it! Please don't forget to review!