Ben and James laid together, still naked, in Ben's bed. The two had spent the afternoon in bliss, but reality was slowly setting in. While still in seclusion, Ben could admit to himself that he regretted nothing. He was comfortable and content being with James physically, as though it were just an extension of their friendship. The real world was completely different. Being with James in the real world scared him. This was something Ben couldn't readily admit.
Taking a second to weigh up his options, Ben quickly realised this wasn't a decision he could make alone. Letting his head roll to his left, he began to study James, and it didn't take James long to notice.
“Hmm. What's up?” He asked, head still swimming in bliss. Ben didn't want to ruin the mood, but he knew that James wouldn't let it be.
“This,” He began, waving his hand between the two of them. “What's happening?”
The question seemed to bring James out of his fog in a flash, confusion suddenly flashing across his face, before he seemed to understand the hidden meaning in the question.
“Huh,” James puffed out, seeming unsure what to say. “I mean, I like what's happened so far.”
“Same, obviously. But what now? What do you want to do now?” Ben asked.
“Well, what do you want?” James asked, propping himself up on his forearm and turning to face Ben. What Ben wanted was to kiss James again, but now wasn't the time.
“I'm scared, honestly. I don't want to stop this but I'm not sure I want the world watching us do... this.” Ben searched James' eyes, hoping to sense how he was feeling about all of this. The last thing he wanted was to end this, but he had to respect James' feelings if he didn't want to hide things.
“That's fair. I kinda get it. Why make waves, right? It's not like we're an item or anything, ne?” James didn't seem upset, but surprisingly wary, and Ben wanted James to feel comfortable.
“Right, we're just friends helping each other out.” Ben assured James, tapping his cheek playfully, before jumping out of his bed and rummaging through his drawers for some clothes. As he bent forward to put on his underwear he paused, feeling eyes on him. Turning his head slightly towards James he soon understood why he felt watched. James' eyes were pinpointed to his exposed backside, a small smirk on his face.
“Do you mind?” Ben asked sarcastically, pulling James' attention to his face.
“You have a fantastic arse, you know that? ほんとに うまい .”
“Is that how friends speak to each other?” Ben asked, continuing to dress.
“Honest, friends, yes.” James quipped, jumping out of Ben's bed and making his way to his own drawers, giving Ben's behind a squeeze on his way past.
*****
The two dressed in a comfortable silence and made their way downstairs. It was past 6 now and movie night was tonight.
Turning from the stairwell to enter the living room, the boys were greeted by the massive smiles of both Haruki and Emilia, who were sitting on the couch.
“What?” James asked, confused about their demeanour. “What's put you two in such a good mood?”
“Nothing.” Haruki replied sheepishly. James knew he was lying, but he wasn't sure he wanted to dig any deeper. Saturday was the only day both were free, and they really liked spending time together.
“We got Pizza for dinner!” Emilia chirped, still wearing a grin. “We figured you two would be extra hungry.” … weird.
“Why?” James asked, truly perplexed at this point. Haruki shot Emilia a strange look, and she was quick to reply. “Because you skipped lunch!” Yeah, I suppose that makes sense. It was probably assumed that the two were catching up on sleep.
James moved to the love seat, plopping down and leaning forward for one of the pizza boxes on the table in front of him. As he sat back to offer Ben some, he noticed that Ben was looking kind of flushed. Was he embarrassed? That was cute. Silly guy. His parents were totally clueless, and it's not like their activities that afternoon were written on their faces.
The four sat, eating Pizza and watching a movie, with Emilia and Haruki somehow managing to keep the flirting down. After the boys had eaten, James adjusted himself to sit sideways on his seat, dragging Ben with him. At first Ben seemed a little stiff, but he soon relaxed his back against James, pulling his blanket up to his chest and tucking his hands under the blanket.
James suddenly wanted to be closer to Ben and, as hard as he fought the urge, it wasn't long before he snuck one arm around Ben's waist, and used his other to hold Ben's hand, all the while ensuring that the move was unnoticed under the blanket. At first Ben didn't react, but after a while he moved his free hand slowly, placing it on top of James' at his waist, and began stroking the back of James' hand with his thumb. James let himself focus on Ben's thumb as it moved back and forth, letting himself bathe in the comfort the action offered him. He knew he shouldn't let his feelings grow any more than they had, but he couldn't help but revel in the act, as if Ben were telling him without words that we was loved.
After the movie Jamie followed Ben back to their room. Neither was very lively at this point; it had been a long day. As Ben walked through the doorway he began to veer left, towards his bed, clearly keen to settle down and get some sleep. The idea of sleep was a welcoming one, but he didn't want to be in bed alone. He wanted to cuddle tonight. Without warning James reached forward and grabbed the back of Ben's shirt, pulling him back gently to him. Ben allowed him, but didn't turn around. Gently, James put his hands on either side of Ben's waist and guided the other to his bed, stopping him in front of his bed and turning him around so that they faced each other. The two held eye contact as James pulled Ben's shirt off, their gaze only breaking to pull the fabric off. Once Ben's shirt was off, James made short work of pushing Ben's pants down, waiting for Ben to step out of them. Stepping back slightly, James removed his own clothing, until the two stood wearing nothing but underwear. The atmosphere was calm, there was no electricity in the air. James took Ben's arm and pulled him into bed with him, keeping him close but allowing him to get comfortable. The two fell asleep almost instantly.
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