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Lucas was woken up by the sunlight that went through the window and directly in his eyes.
When he opened them, at first he was taken aback by his surroundings, this wasn’t his smelly bedroom with dirty socks and underwear scattered everywhere.
Then as he turned to his right and saw a body lying next to him he remembered everything.
The beer, the game, the kisses, the touches, the-
He felt his cheeks burning up at the thought of the other night.
It didn’t help his case that he was bare naked and so was the guy sleeping next to him.
He took a moment to admire Eliott’s body, his fluffy and messy hair, the muscles of his shoulders and back, his perfect ass...he was a Greek god.
The perfect figure grunted and moved a little and Lucas panicked.
Should he pretend to sleep? Should he pretend he was going to the bathroom? Should he put on some underwear to hide the half hard on that looking at naked Eliott had caused him?
Anything would be better that him being frozen with his eyes fixed on the other boy’s butt.
He decided that it was best to pretend to sleep, so he laid his head on the pillow and closed his eyes, he turned the other way as well, for boner hiding purposes.
Minutes later Eliott moved again, however this time he turned around so he was facing Lucas and wrapped his body around the smaller boy’s one, spooning him.
Lucas had to admit that a hot boy holding him was the best feeling in the world.
“What time is it?”
He asked, making it look like he had just woken up.
“Shhhh, too early, you feel nice, more sleep”
Eliott replied with the cutest sleepy voice and then he snuggled more into Lucas, making him feel warm and safe.
Lucas thought that one or two more hours of sleep weren’t a bad idea after all, so he closed his eyes and let his body get taken by warmth and bliss.
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Lucas was woken up again by the sound of a familiar ringtone, still confused, he sat up straight and rubbed his eyes trying to understand what was happening.
When he realised that somebody was calling his phone, he jumped out of bed and searched the floor for his pants. When he found them under a drawer (how the fuck did they end up there) he picked up the phone from the back pocket and answered.
“Hello?”
“Hey dude, it’s Yann, where are you?”
“Oh I’m still at Eliott’s”
“Oh thank god, we all thought you were dead”
“You saw me leaving with him”
“Yeah but first of all, he could be a serial killer for all we know and second of all, it’s midday and Manon told me you still hadn’t come back to the flat. I was worried, man”
“Yeah alright sorry, he isn’t a serial killer and I’m fine, actually...I’m more than fine”
“Oooooh you had fun last night..”
Lucas could tell from Yann’s voice that he was smiling like an idiot.
“Shut up”
“Well, I left with Chloe so we both got lucky”
“I still think it’s a little weird that you go out with her after what happened”
“You know, I was thinking that since you kissed her and I kissed her, technically we kissed”
“Ok I’m gonna hang up now, you’re an idiot”
“I love you too!”
Lucas hung up smiling at his friend’s shenanigans.
He then realised that he was standing completely naked in the middle of Eliott’s room and that the other boy wasn’t in the bed.
How did he not notice that before?
He put on a pair of underwear and proceeded to walk out of the room, searching for him.
He looked in the bathroom and found no one, but he took the opportunity to relieve himself and wash his face.
Right when he had his eyes closed, rubbing them with water, he heard a loud banging sound.
Lucas immediately rushed out of the room to follow the loud noise, hitting his head on the door in the process.
When he went in the kitchen, worrying that Eliott had killed himself with a pan, he found the beautiful boy, only wearing a pair of underwear and kitchen mittens, busy stirring a mysterious mixture.
“Hi”
Eliott turned around and looked happily at the other boy, his face was covered with flour.
“Hi beautiful!”
He left his position to go kiss Lucas and honestly the other boy wasn’t prepared at all for a 5’9” man to almost jump on him with the excitement of a child during his birthday.
Eliott cupped Lucas’ face with his kitchen mittens (which was fucking adorable) and kept him steady because the younger boy was sure that if Elliot hadn’t held him, he would have fallen like a bowling pin.
When he steadied himself after the hurricane that Elliot had been, he kissed the other boy back.
They remained in each other’s arms until they heard a timer going off and then Elliot yelled, almost in Lucas’ ears.
“Fuck, the MUFFINS!”
He ran to the other part of the room and pulled out a muffin tray from the oven.
“Hot, hot, hot, hot-“
Apparently the mittens weren’t exactly high quality and Elliot was risking to burn his fingers more and more as every second passed.
He finally put the tray down and exhaled after a moment of distress.
Lucas snorted at the scene, maybe Eliott wasn’t the smooth and perfect guy that he thought he was.
Maybe he was a cute goofball that got excited by muffins, who could blame Lucas for falling a little bit more for him right then and there.
“By the way what was that loud crashing sound before?”
“Oh did that wake you up? Sorry, my hand slipped and I threw the ladle across the room”
He pointed at the stain on the wall and then at the ladle, still on the floor.
Yeah ok, Eliott really was a goofball.
Lucas laughed.
“How did you manage to throw it that hard??”
“Uhm, I may have thrown my hands in the air while dancing to dubstep..”
Lucas was now imagining the whole scene and he laughed even harder.
“Stop laughing at me!”
Eliott blushed a little and lightly hit Lucas’ arm with a mitten.
“I’m sorry, oh my god, I’m so sorry, it’s just..you’re an idiot and I love it. Who could have imagined that the coolest guy in school listened to dubstep?”
Eliott smiled fondly at him, but hit him again with the mitten.
“Ow!”
Lucas dramatically pretended to die from the extremely serious mitten injury and the sound of Eliott’s laugh filled the room.
“Come on, I hope you’re hungry. These are bacon and blueberry muffins, I also made whipped cream”
“I’m sorry what”
The muffins were horrible, fortunately the whipped cream was delicious.
The boys spent the whole weekend together, they played games, cooked together (Lucas did most of the work after what happened during the morning), told each other stories and secrets and had a whole lot of sex.
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On Monday morning as soon as Lucas walked into the school, he found himself surrounded by his friends.
“How did it go?”
“Is he your boyfriend now?”
“Did you really spend an entire week together?”
“How was the sex?”
“Is that a hickey on your neck?”
Lucas exhaled and looked and the boy and girl squad with an annoyed look.
“You are all so exhausting in the morning”
“Well?”
Yann wasn’t giving up.
“Alright..”
Lucas rubbed his eyes, trying to remember the questions.
“It was good, yes, yes, Basile I’m not answering that and...yes”
Everyone looked at the mark on his neck as if it was the most interesting thing they’ve seen in all their lives.
“Alright last question, we promise”
Imane said with pleading hands.
“Ok, but just because it’s you, Imane”
“Are you in love with him?”
Lucas looked down and smiled, remembering the sweet moments spent with the other boy.
“I think so, yeah”