Chased by the Past
I don't know what's wrong with you (Jack POV)
After Alex had fainted, I had been very scared. Alex had only blacked out twice before that, so I was very scared that something might seriously be wrong. When I had carried him to the bus and to his bunk, I had noticed that his skinny jeans were soaked. I thought it was sweat and didn’t think about it anymore. I tucked him in and only left his side for a few minutes to drink a glass of water.
When I returned, I sat down on his bed again, and thoroughly studied him. We had been a couple for 1 month now, but we had only made it official a week ago. The others still had to get used to it. Sure, they had been acting a bit weird for the first few days, and whenever I kissed Alex in their presence, someone was like “Eww, stop slobbering around”, but we were going to make it work.
Alex looked so peaceful lying there. His golden-brown hair was still wet from the gig as I lightly stroked it. I put an errant strand back to where it belonged.
After a while my boyfriend stirred and moaned. I was on full alert and took his face into my hands. He slowly opened his eyes and despite the seriousness of the situation I was once again star struck by the beauty of his eyes, hazel brown with some darker specks. I remembered which situation was in and a surge of anxiety overwhelmed me.
“Lexy! How are you feeling? Do you want me to help you change? I carried you to your bunk.” Alex was very confused and asked what had happened. I explained the situation to him but he couldn’t remember anything. I was desperate for him not to pass out again but he did.
I decided to change him into more comfy clothing. I pulled off his shirt, excitedly taking in his beautiful upper body, holding back a moan as my eyes caught sight of Alex’s treasure trail. I was always horny after a show, but now was not the time to think about it, I told myself and pushed the thoughts away.
I managed to get him into one of his favourite t-shirts, a grey oversized Greenday band shirt. Now it was time to take off his jeans and get him into some sweatpants. I hoped it was okay with him for we hadn’t actually seen each other naked or in underwear yet, he was very discreet about his nakedness and always changed in the restroom. I unbuckled his belt and started wrestling with the jeans.
When I returned, I sat down on his bed again, and thoroughly studied him. We had been a couple for 1 month now, but we had only made it official a week ago. The others still had to get used to it. Sure, they had been acting a bit weird for the first few days, and whenever I kissed Alex in their presence, someone was like “Eww, stop slobbering around”, but we were going to make it work.
Alex looked so peaceful lying there. His golden-brown hair was still wet from the gig as I lightly stroked it. I put an errant strand back to where it belonged.
After a while my boyfriend stirred and moaned. I was on full alert and took his face into my hands. He slowly opened his eyes and despite the seriousness of the situation I was once again star struck by the beauty of his eyes, hazel brown with some darker specks. I remembered which situation was in and a surge of anxiety overwhelmed me.
“Lexy! How are you feeling? Do you want me to help you change? I carried you to your bunk.” Alex was very confused and asked what had happened. I explained the situation to him but he couldn’t remember anything. I was desperate for him not to pass out again but he did.
I decided to change him into more comfy clothing. I pulled off his shirt, excitedly taking in his beautiful upper body, holding back a moan as my eyes caught sight of Alex’s treasure trail. I was always horny after a show, but now was not the time to think about it, I told myself and pushed the thoughts away.
I managed to get him into one of his favourite t-shirts, a grey oversized Greenday band shirt. Now it was time to take off his jeans and get him into some sweatpants. I hoped it was okay with him for we hadn’t actually seen each other naked or in underwear yet, he was very discreet about his nakedness and always changed in the restroom. I unbuckled his belt and started wrestling with the jeans.
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4/18/14