Fire on Air.
Bro's not angry (thank god) but he's more a little surprised. I'm probably not the gay looking type (I fucking hope not) and I've never really told Bro much about my life, what with him constantly sneaking Cal into my bedroom at night, but we've been close but without talking. It's a win-win relationship that we're both happy with. Anyway, he came through the door at about 4pm, with us still watching Ghostbusters. I immediately put my shades back on (We'd already put our tops back on) and sat up. John flushed, but did his best to keep his expression normal.
"Thought you weren't gonna be back for another couple of days, Bro?" I asked him, keeping my expression unreadable and my voice at a normal level. John looked really very nervous, so I held his hand gently.
"Band finished early so I came home. Your John right?" he said, looking straight at him. John flushed again, but swallowed and replied:-
"Yeah, I am. Your Dave's brother?" he replied, obviously struggling to keep his voice composed. He nodded. Bro turned back to look at me.
"You guys like an item then?" he said, no wavering in his voice at all. Dammit, I hate how he can keep so cool at times like this, and so easily too, when I'm here struggling to not blush. I returned his nod from earlier. John's grip on my hand tightened.
"Cool. Just be aware of Cal. He might come to you guys. I only came back briefly anyway; I'll be back tomorrow evening. See ya." He said with a chuckle, and went back out the front door. I sighed out in relief and released John's hand.
"Oh man, I thought your brother would be really creeped out and angry!" John said with a large sigh of relief. I chuckled and lay back down, pulling him in between my legs so his head rested on my chest.
"Nah, no problem Egbert. Come on, Ghostbusters is still running. And we have till tomorrow evening" I said with a smile. It's become easier to smile around him... His goofy smile must be infectious. He returned my smile and settled into my chest. We watched the rest of the movie and then when it ended we both got up.
"C'mon. I'm fucking hungry and I think there's some food in the fridge." And we both walked to the kitchen. Unfortunately, when John opened the fridge he exclaimed in dismay that there was no food. I double checked, just in case he was fucking with me, but he was telling legit truth. Shit. "Don't worry little nerd, there's a shop down the road. We'll go get some food." I said with a small smile. He smiled and waited at the front door while I got my keys and money. We walked out the front door and headed on to the shop. I slowly reached my hand down to his and clutched it softly. I sensed he gave a small smile and relaxed his hand; letting me twine my fingers through his. I was pissed to see that we got some stares as we walked down the street, but I returned them with a hard stare. Even John looked at a mother and her child severely when he heard them make comments.
"I'm surprised, Egbert. You're not usually this mean to people" I said with a wink. He giggled.
"I don't want people telling me that how I feel is wrong" he said with a smile. We arrived at the shop quickly and we both picked food at random. Pots of noodles, chicken, bananas, bread, lettuce (John insisted we try and be healthy), BBQ crisps and five bottles of Coke. I paid and we hastily made it back to me and Bro's apartment. I don't know why we wanted to get back so quick; it wasn't like we were in any kind of rush. But we hurried none the less. When we got back I made us a big pot of noodles to share and then brought it to the living room.
"So... What do you want to do?" I asked him. Honestly, I had no clue what we should do now.
"Hey I know! You have a PS3 right?" he asked eagerly. I nearly facepalmed.
"Hey... Yeah!" I replied. I'd completely forgotten that I actually owned a PS3. Shit that makes me seem really dumb. I got Black Ops up and running and handed the other controller over to him while I got up and turned the lights off. He looked at me, like he had a question mark hovering over his head. "I like playing in the dark" I said and laughed at how creepy that sounded. He laughed too and sat next to me.
"I don't really know how to play though, Dave" he said. I chuckled.
"No worries, you'll get the hang of it." I replied. I showed him the basic controls and started the game. He was pretty crap to begin with, but eventually he began to get it. He had a habit of picking crappy guns, so I made sure to select his for him while lecturing him on the best guns and protection to use. After a couple of hours, our pot of noodles was long empty and we were playing against three other people on Multiplayer; a Chinese guy, German girl and a British guy. John constantly killed the German girl and I accepted the challenge of going after the Chinese guy. We spent the whole night laughing our heads off as we both approached the British guy from behind and I knifed his legs, while he got him in a headlock.
We laughed our way through the rest of the game until it was half past one in the morning. "Shit bro! It's half one already!" I laughed as we finished off another game. He shut down the game for me while I set up a mattress on the floor of my room for him. Once we'd got ready to go to sleep, I turned off the light; but for the first half hour I couldn't even close my eyes. I listened to John breathing just a few metres away from me, and let my thoughts wander to wherever they wanted to go. Just when I was beginning to be able to close my eyes, I felt a warm body climb into my bed. "Mmm... John?" I mumbled. Stupid thing to say, as if it was going to be anyone else.
"Do you mind?" he asked. I shook my head. I was actually really quite cold in bed, so having John there was a warm additive. I pulled him closer to me and wrapped my arms around him. He kissed my nose and snuggled into my chest. I never would have thought this was going to ever happen. Me and John. It was just one of those things in life that I never expected to happen. I expected to walk through the rest of my life alone, never having anyone by my side. I never figured that I would actually get someone by my side, let alone it be John. I've always remained cool and alone because that's just how I've always foreseen my life. I guess not. But I'm not complaining. I really like John; though I don't like to say it out loud. Before I decide to go to sleep, I allow myself one last thought on the matter.
I couldn't imagine my life without him, really.
I tried to make this chapter longer, since the previous one was only 780 words. I would really appreciate some pointers for the next chapter! What do you guys want to see happen next? Let me know :3