Love, Lose, Live
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Category:
Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
20
Views:
2,986
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter Four
This is a short chapter but I think that it's cute.
I’m roused out of sleep by a soft “Lucas… Lucas, baby. Wake-up”. I groan and scrunch my eyes. “Lucas, we need showers. Come on.”
I mumble a “No” and am suddenly lifted in the air. My eyes jump open and I give him a not even half-hearted glare. I snuggle into his shoulder feeling comfortable. Brian slows a bit getting through the bathroom door, careful to not bang my head or feet on the frame. He sits me down on the edge of the tub, which was incredibly cold by the way, leans over me and turns of the water. I just sit on the edge of the tub doing my best to wake myself up. I shake my head, my hair flying everywhere and I hear Brian laugh quietly.
“Don’t laugh at me. I’m tired” I mumble rubbing the sleepies out of my eyes.
“You never have been a morning person” Brian gives me a lingering kiss on the lips. I just sit on the edge of the tub, listening to the water and begin to fall asleep again. I snap awake when Brain lifts me up and sets me in the shower. When did he turn on the shower? “Feeling more awake now?”
“Yeah. It’s nice and warm.” I put my head under the water and let it wash over my face and hair.
“Don’t fall asleep again.” I stick my tongue out at him. “Turn around so I can shampoo your hair.” I turn and Brian gently shampoos my hair, turns me about to rinse it out. The shiny black locks take a lot of water to rinse. While I stand there working on getting the suds out, he shampoos his hair then we do-si-do around each other so that he can get to the water. I soap up, as does he, we rinse and then turn the water off. I step out with a yawn. I grab a towel and begin to dry my body as does Brian. I begin drying my hair and to hurry the process as along, as I’m still pretty lethargic at this point, Brian sits me down on the toilet lid and dries my hair for me.
“It’s fine at this point. Let’s get dressed and start your kung-fu marathon” I tell Brian walking into our bedroom. As we plan on staying in all day, I put on my comfy pajamas. They’re pretty dark blue silk bottoms and a black t-shirt. Brian pulls on jeans on some rock band t-shirt and we head downstairs to watch something I hate… or at least pretend to.
I’m roused out of sleep by a soft “Lucas… Lucas, baby. Wake-up”. I groan and scrunch my eyes. “Lucas, we need showers. Come on.”
I mumble a “No” and am suddenly lifted in the air. My eyes jump open and I give him a not even half-hearted glare. I snuggle into his shoulder feeling comfortable. Brian slows a bit getting through the bathroom door, careful to not bang my head or feet on the frame. He sits me down on the edge of the tub, which was incredibly cold by the way, leans over me and turns of the water. I just sit on the edge of the tub doing my best to wake myself up. I shake my head, my hair flying everywhere and I hear Brian laugh quietly.
“Don’t laugh at me. I’m tired” I mumble rubbing the sleepies out of my eyes.
“You never have been a morning person” Brian gives me a lingering kiss on the lips. I just sit on the edge of the tub, listening to the water and begin to fall asleep again. I snap awake when Brain lifts me up and sets me in the shower. When did he turn on the shower? “Feeling more awake now?”
“Yeah. It’s nice and warm.” I put my head under the water and let it wash over my face and hair.
“Don’t fall asleep again.” I stick my tongue out at him. “Turn around so I can shampoo your hair.” I turn and Brian gently shampoos my hair, turns me about to rinse it out. The shiny black locks take a lot of water to rinse. While I stand there working on getting the suds out, he shampoos his hair then we do-si-do around each other so that he can get to the water. I soap up, as does he, we rinse and then turn the water off. I step out with a yawn. I grab a towel and begin to dry my body as does Brian. I begin drying my hair and to hurry the process as along, as I’m still pretty lethargic at this point, Brian sits me down on the toilet lid and dries my hair for me.
“It’s fine at this point. Let’s get dressed and start your kung-fu marathon” I tell Brian walking into our bedroom. As we plan on staying in all day, I put on my comfy pajamas. They’re pretty dark blue silk bottoms and a black t-shirt. Brian pulls on jeans on some rock band t-shirt and we head downstairs to watch something I hate… or at least pretend to.