Where the Night Meets the Day
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Category:
Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,108
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
the end has no end
I must have dozed off because when I checked the clock again, it was six hours later. I got up still a bit achy and my sight still kinda blurry. I was cold and I wanted to be warm. I was hoping Yos would be willing to give it to me. I didn’t even realize that he might not be ready yet or that he might not even be there.
I peeked out from the bedroom and saw no one. The sun was still in the early stages of rising so a kind of blue grey dull light filtered through the room. I hoped that he at least left the journal. I looked closer and saw that he had passed out on the couch.
The sight of him pulled at my heart strings. He was laying on his side. Arm hanging off the couch. Journal still open. He must’ve fallen asleep reading it. I walked over to the front of the couch. I picked up the journal and closed it, setting it on the table. I pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and covered him up to the shoulder, placing his arm back on the couch.
I sat down on the floor between the couch and the coffee table and folded my arms on top of the couch cushion. I rested my head on my arms and looked over his beautiful face. He was definitely breathtaking. The soft curve of his cheek and strong jaw line. The soft black lashes caressing his cheek. The wisps of black hair falling into his face. I was falling in love with him in that moment. It was all so perfectly clear. He is the only one I want.
***
“Sheamus. Wake up.”
I woke with a start as I heard my name called. I opened my eyes and slowly focused on Yos’ beautiful face. He was smiling sleepily down at me.
“Get up off the floor, honey.” He said as he started lifting me up onto the couch.
I got up on the couch with him and he pulled the blanket over us. He lazily ran his fingers through my hair as I looked into his eyes. “I kinda feel stupid about last night.” He said.
“Don’t be. I understand.”
“I read that my prahdehd had an affair with your great great grandfather and that they were so in love. Then after all those decades, he found your uncle. He said that it was destiny that brought them together. I don’t know if that’s what this is but it sure feels like it. And I haven’t loved many guys, so I’m not gonna give you up over something silly.”
I felt my heart leap in my chest and my stomach fill with butterflies. I got this strange tingling sensation on my skin and throughout my whole body. Had Yos just, in a round about way, say that he loved me?
“You mean that you…” I couldn’t finish my sentence. The words caught in my throat.
“I love you, Sheamus.”
My mouth broke out in a smile. “I love you too, Yos.”
His fingers gripped the back of my head and pulled me into a kiss. I felt the tears build up in my eyes as we kissed. His tongue so lovingly caressing mine. His fingers in my hair and on my cheek. I was in heaven and Josef was my angel.
“So, what are we gonna do with that journal? Are you going to try and publish it like your uncle wanted?” Yos asked curiously.
“Well, of course. Even if people don’t believe it they have to read it. I’m gonna do anything in my power to get it published.”
Yos smiled brightly at me and then captured my lips again. His hand wove through my hair as he held me close. The kiss was chaste but still incredibly passionate. There was nothing better than kissing him… well except making love to him.
“Ok, we better get back to bed then. We have work tomorrow, remember?” Yos sounded like my mother.
“I don’t want to move.”
“Too bad.”
I grumbled like a child being forced to go to school and reluctantly got up. I helped him off the couch and he led the way back into my room. We got on the bed and he quickly cuddled up to me, pressing his body into my back. It was so comforting, having him there with me. I didn’t like sleeping alone anymore. I had almost forgot what it felt like until last night. And now that I experienced it again I didn’t want to do that ever again, not when I can have him this close.
It wasn’t hard to fall back into sleep with his arms wrapped around me and his warmth enveloping me. I felt whole again.
****
I peeked out from the bedroom and saw no one. The sun was still in the early stages of rising so a kind of blue grey dull light filtered through the room. I hoped that he at least left the journal. I looked closer and saw that he had passed out on the couch.
The sight of him pulled at my heart strings. He was laying on his side. Arm hanging off the couch. Journal still open. He must’ve fallen asleep reading it. I walked over to the front of the couch. I picked up the journal and closed it, setting it on the table. I pulled the blanket off the back of the couch and covered him up to the shoulder, placing his arm back on the couch.
I sat down on the floor between the couch and the coffee table and folded my arms on top of the couch cushion. I rested my head on my arms and looked over his beautiful face. He was definitely breathtaking. The soft curve of his cheek and strong jaw line. The soft black lashes caressing his cheek. The wisps of black hair falling into his face. I was falling in love with him in that moment. It was all so perfectly clear. He is the only one I want.
***
“Sheamus. Wake up.”
I woke with a start as I heard my name called. I opened my eyes and slowly focused on Yos’ beautiful face. He was smiling sleepily down at me.
“Get up off the floor, honey.” He said as he started lifting me up onto the couch.
I got up on the couch with him and he pulled the blanket over us. He lazily ran his fingers through my hair as I looked into his eyes. “I kinda feel stupid about last night.” He said.
“Don’t be. I understand.”
“I read that my prahdehd had an affair with your great great grandfather and that they were so in love. Then after all those decades, he found your uncle. He said that it was destiny that brought them together. I don’t know if that’s what this is but it sure feels like it. And I haven’t loved many guys, so I’m not gonna give you up over something silly.”
I felt my heart leap in my chest and my stomach fill with butterflies. I got this strange tingling sensation on my skin and throughout my whole body. Had Yos just, in a round about way, say that he loved me?
“You mean that you…” I couldn’t finish my sentence. The words caught in my throat.
“I love you, Sheamus.”
My mouth broke out in a smile. “I love you too, Yos.”
His fingers gripped the back of my head and pulled me into a kiss. I felt the tears build up in my eyes as we kissed. His tongue so lovingly caressing mine. His fingers in my hair and on my cheek. I was in heaven and Josef was my angel.
“So, what are we gonna do with that journal? Are you going to try and publish it like your uncle wanted?” Yos asked curiously.
“Well, of course. Even if people don’t believe it they have to read it. I’m gonna do anything in my power to get it published.”
Yos smiled brightly at me and then captured my lips again. His hand wove through my hair as he held me close. The kiss was chaste but still incredibly passionate. There was nothing better than kissing him… well except making love to him.
“Ok, we better get back to bed then. We have work tomorrow, remember?” Yos sounded like my mother.
“I don’t want to move.”
“Too bad.”
I grumbled like a child being forced to go to school and reluctantly got up. I helped him off the couch and he led the way back into my room. We got on the bed and he quickly cuddled up to me, pressing his body into my back. It was so comforting, having him there with me. I didn’t like sleeping alone anymore. I had almost forgot what it felt like until last night. And now that I experienced it again I didn’t want to do that ever again, not when I can have him this close.
It wasn’t hard to fall back into sleep with his arms wrapped around me and his warmth enveloping me. I felt whole again.
****