Ok I'm rapidly falling asleep but I need to type up my dream so I've got some JA in my ears so I can type.
Ok it started on a school trip/holiday. We were on this big ship, im pretty sure it was a holiday cruiser, the cream and titanium walls sloped outwards on both sides and a plush carpet ran down the corridor. We were all assigned rooms, the Grew family together in the first door RM in the next, then AN, and so on. Me and Tiger were right down the end in theese plush suites, his had a double be and a single, mine had a double bed with a massive tv screen in covering one wall and a five screened computer againts the other. Tigers room had a door that came out under the stairs that went up to th dance floor. That evening we all went up and got smashed, or as the American phrases it, obliterated. Well everyone bar me and callum, who sat at the back in a booth watching and chatting, sipping our drinks calmly. Until Grew came over and pulled me up that is, jamming lucozade into one hand and dragging me we other. I stopped switched hands and grabbed Tiger with me. In my head I can see his grin and hear his laugh, they capture my attention everythine I hear them. Anyway, so we danced, drunk and had a generally had a good time, but me and Tiger came back only half drunk, still stumbling but still sane through the drink. I couldn't find the cardkey to my door, nor could I be asked to look for it, so I said stuff it il bunk in his room. He was drunk enough to say yes and pointed me towards the single bed while he took of his top and dived into the double. When I knew he was looking away I got undressed and slipped into the single. But I couldn't get warm. The sheets were silky smooth and I can only sleep in rougher ones, I just couldn't warm up. Tiger seemed to know this cause he sat up and whispered across the room, saying I could share with him if I was cold. Gratefully I accepted, tiptoeing across the floor and slipping in behind him. Immediately I felt warmer, heat just seemed to radiate from him. Tentivley I put my fingers and then my palms on his back. He shivered but didn't object so I slid them round him an moved closer, hugging him backwards like I do Teddy Bears. The next bit really was just black, the only thing I could see were my hands on his chest. But I knew what was happening. He'd turned over and was facing me, I could feel his breath and his eyes looking at mine. I know what happened, but I choke when I try to put into words. You can probably take rhe line of thought and guess anyway. I just remember him saying... "We can do more after the check ups" or something like that. Anyway, dawn arrived and we got dressed but we kept moving closer to each other than normal. Grew picked up on it, giving me obvious looks of "there's something going on between You two" RM picked up on it, winking when he passed me in The coridoor and sendinf a wolf whistle over his shoulder, and TV kept gis distance and seemed to sulk like a child, which knowing him, isn't that unlikely. Day went past and I got back in my room, which me and Grew promptly crashed in and covered the floor with sweet wrappers and lollipop sticks. This time everyone headed off, I went to bed, and then in the middle of the night something felt, well, wrong. I had this sick feeling, so I got up and slipped on what I call basic blacks, plain black longsleave top and black velvet trousers and socks, a simple outfit I wear for moving around at home, grabbed my keycard and slipped over to Tigers room. He grunted at the light and I quickly shut the door, slipping over and crouching down by his bedside, looking at him. His face was scrunched up as if in agony, his brow carried the heavy weight if panic and he made whimpering sounds. A nightmare, perhaps? I caressed his cheek and tried to sooth him, getting more and more worried by the minute. His forehead was burning and he was coated in a cold sweat. I was going on instict, soothing him like a mother does her child. He seened ro settle a bit so I kissed him gently on the forehead. With a start he woke up, crying out and pushing me away. I grabbed his hands and shhed him, it was only me don't worry. I flicked on a light and he relaxed, sighing like a heavy weight ha been lifted from his shoulders. He shivered and burried himself under the bedclothes. I got up and clicked a switch to setting three and retrieved a cold flannel and a glass of water from the kitchen and brought them through. He drank greedily and I put the flannel on his forehead, setting three warming up the electric blanket underneath. Eventually he nodded off and I stayed sat at the corner of his bed for the rest of the night. The next day I slept curled up in a chair in the corner of his room as he recovered. and that's how it went, a cycle of party, bed, ill, and recover for every guy I cared for. Tiger, AN, RM and TB, with Hawkeye helping me at every turn.
Some people would say its weird I dream of people I don't know, friends I've never met, but the truth is I know them just aa well as there closest friends, if not better. And I wouldnt have it any other way. I may be the lamest of lame friends but I have the best I could ask for, and who are you to take that away? :)
Ok it started on a school trip/holiday. We were on this big ship, im pretty sure it was a holiday cruiser, the cream and titanium walls sloped outwards on both sides and a plush carpet ran down the corridor. We were all assigned rooms, the Grew family together in the first door RM in the next, then AN, and so on. Me and Tiger were right down the end in theese plush suites, his had a double be and a single, mine had a double bed with a massive tv screen in covering one wall and a five screened computer againts the other. Tigers room had a door that came out under the stairs that went up to th dance floor. That evening we all went up and got smashed, or as the American phrases it, obliterated. Well everyone bar me and callum, who sat at the back in a booth watching and chatting, sipping our drinks calmly. Until Grew came over and pulled me up that is, jamming lucozade into one hand and dragging me we other. I stopped switched hands and grabbed Tiger with me. In my head I can see his grin and hear his laugh, they capture my attention everythine I hear them. Anyway, so we danced, drunk and had a generally had a good time, but me and Tiger came back only half drunk, still stumbling but still sane through the drink. I couldn't find the cardkey to my door, nor could I be asked to look for it, so I said stuff it il bunk in his room. He was drunk enough to say yes and pointed me towards the single bed while he took of his top and dived into the double. When I knew he was looking away I got undressed and slipped into the single. But I couldn't get warm. The sheets were silky smooth and I can only sleep in rougher ones, I just couldn't warm up. Tiger seemed to know this cause he sat up and whispered across the room, saying I could share with him if I was cold. Gratefully I accepted, tiptoeing across the floor and slipping in behind him. Immediately I felt warmer, heat just seemed to radiate from him. Tentivley I put my fingers and then my palms on his back. He shivered but didn't object so I slid them round him an moved closer, hugging him backwards like I do Teddy Bears. The next bit really was just black, the only thing I could see were my hands on his chest. But I knew what was happening. He'd turned over and was facing me, I could feel his breath and his eyes looking at mine. I know what happened, but I choke when I try to put into words. You can probably take rhe line of thought and guess anyway. I just remember him saying... "We can do more after the check ups" or something like that. Anyway, dawn arrived and we got dressed but we kept moving closer to each other than normal. Grew picked up on it, giving me obvious looks of "there's something going on between You two" RM picked up on it, winking when he passed me in The coridoor and sendinf a wolf whistle over his shoulder, and TV kept gis distance and seemed to sulk like a child, which knowing him, isn't that unlikely. Day went past and I got back in my room, which me and Grew promptly crashed in and covered the floor with sweet wrappers and lollipop sticks. This time everyone headed off, I went to bed, and then in the middle of the night something felt, well, wrong. I had this sick feeling, so I got up and slipped on what I call basic blacks, plain black longsleave top and black velvet trousers and socks, a simple outfit I wear for moving around at home, grabbed my keycard and slipped over to Tigers room. He grunted at the light and I quickly shut the door, slipping over and crouching down by his bedside, looking at him. His face was scrunched up as if in agony, his brow carried the heavy weight if panic and he made whimpering sounds. A nightmare, perhaps? I caressed his cheek and tried to sooth him, getting more and more worried by the minute. His forehead was burning and he was coated in a cold sweat. I was going on instict, soothing him like a mother does her child. He seened ro settle a bit so I kissed him gently on the forehead. With a start he woke up, crying out and pushing me away. I grabbed his hands and shhed him, it was only me don't worry. I flicked on a light and he relaxed, sighing like a heavy weight ha been lifted from his shoulders. He shivered and burried himself under the bedclothes. I got up and clicked a switch to setting three and retrieved a cold flannel and a glass of water from the kitchen and brought them through. He drank greedily and I put the flannel on his forehead, setting three warming up the electric blanket underneath. Eventually he nodded off and I stayed sat at the corner of his bed for the rest of the night. The next day I slept curled up in a chair in the corner of his room as he recovered. and that's how it went, a cycle of party, bed, ill, and recover for every guy I cared for. Tiger, AN, RM and TB, with Hawkeye helping me at every turn.
Some people would say its weird I dream of people I don't know, friends I've never met, but the truth is I know them just aa well as there closest friends, if not better. And I wouldnt have it any other way. I may be the lamest of lame friends but I have the best I could ask for, and who are you to take that away? :)
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