Leo
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Holden was cold , he felt sick and was lonely , but the cold was what he felt the most. He was walking through central park in the dead of night in winter , how could he not feel lonely and cold? He was sick because he'd just been beaten by a pimp for no real reason , he'd paid hadn't he? And he didn't even do anything!
"Sometimes the world is so screwed up." he thought bitterly .
After the beating he had decided to go for a walk , to God knows where , just for the sake of walking , clearing his head. He still had on that stupid red hunting hat he liked so much , it kept him warm and he didn't give a shit what people thought about it. His thoughts evaporated when he saw a man , no wait ,, a teenager , sitting alone on a park bench under a street lamp. The kid didn't look up as Holden walked closer .
"You mind if I sit here?" he asked , he figured he'd try to strike up a conversation with him , he had nothing better to do.
" No , go ahead." the stranger said , looking at Holden for the first time.
Holden looked back as he sat down next to him. He was young , about Holden's age , maybe slightly younger. He was tall for his age , and lean , not unlike Holden himself. He was wearing faded blue jeans and a black winter coat. Holden thought it was strange that in spite of the chill night the stranger wore no hat. His hair was relatively short , a deep black , and wavy , almost curly in some places.
" I like your hat." the kid said , smiling , showing rows or brilliantly white teeth.
His smile was genuine , youthful , and warm.
" Thanks ," Holden replied , " I got in Colorado , my dad takes me hunting there sometimes." he lied " why do I do that?" he asked himself , " Jesus Christ! Lying's just like breathing to me , I don't even think about it." ,
" Nice." the new kid said , smiling again.
Holden noticed his eyes , they were large on his lean face , they were so deep , so alive. But he couldn't have told you their color if his life depended on it. His eyes shone with an inner light that refused to be limited and labeled to only on color.
" My name's Leo by the way." the kid said , sticking out his hand to shake , " Leo Jacobson".
" God he's handsome." Holden thought to himself , Holden was being honest and this mental observation didn't strike him as " flitty' at all.
" I'm Holden." he said , shaking Leo's hand.
" God! what happened to your face?" , Leo asked noticing the dried blood on his nose.
" Got in a bar fight , what happened to yours?" Holden replied grinning.
Leo laughed , a youthful , careless , beautiful laugh.
" Ok , I get it , it's personal." he said .
" So what are you doing on a goddamn park bench at one in the morning?" Holden asked , changing the subject.
" Oh , .. Just figured , I'd sit and wait." Leo answered.
Holden could see he didn't want to talk about it so he dropped the subject. He hated it when people got in other peoples business.
" Well , actually , I got locked out of my place." Leo said , suddenly reviving the matter , " So I've got no place to got till morning." '
"Ah." said Holden thoughtfully , he couldn't believe what he was about to say , but he said it ,
" I've got a hotel room , it's pretty crapy , but it's warm" , he offered , a little worried that Leo would think it was weird , that he was some kind of flit or something , " You could stay there , if you want." he finished , making sure he was understood.
Leo just looked at him.
"Seriously?" he asked ,
" Yeah , if you want to…" ,
" Yeah , that would be great , thanks!" Leo said smiling that warm smile of his.
They walked back to the hotel , it was a long walk but they had a lot to talk about. Leo seemed very interested in Holden's life , he asked him all kinds of questions. Holden told him everything , about getting kicked out of the phony academy , about getting beat up by Stradlater , even the real reason his face was messed up. Which was odd because usually Holden would have lied his ass off and not thought a thing of it. Leo didn't seem to like talking about himself , all Holden was able to find out was that Leo was sixteen , even though he looked younger despite his height , and that he hated movies almost as much as Holden did. Leo said he liked plays , the old kind written by the brilliant deceased. Finally they reached the dilapidated hotel. Holden lead Leo up the stairs to his room and told him to make himself at home. Holden went into the bathroom to wash the blood off his face. When he came back in Leo had taken off his jacket and shoes and was sitting on the bed.
"We can , um.. Share the bed , I guess." Holden faltered.
Why was he suddenly so awkward? He wasn't a flit and he figured Leo wasn't either , so why should his face turn red when he saw Leo lay down comfortably and put his hands behind his head? Leo didn't seem uncomfortable in the least , he just laid there on the far side of the old mattress looking at the ceiling and said ,
" Thanks' a lot man. I was freezing my ass off out there."
" No problem", Holden said as he turned off the light and crawled in next to Leo.
He wanted to give Leo all the room he could , but that wasn't much , the bed was small and there was only one pillow for the two of them. There was about half a foot of air between their bodies , and even less separating their faces. Holden couldn't sleep , his mind was frantic. He was lying in bed next to a guy his own age and he was nervous ,and his heart was beating overtime. That was only supposed to happen when you were with a girl. As much as he tried to think , to rationalize it away , he just kept coming back this one , barley coherent , renegade , thought , " Leo felt warm." . even though they weren't touching Holden could feel the heat pulsing from him. Without knowing why , Holden wanted to hug Leo , to lay on top of him , touch him , anything to be closer to that tender heat.
Leo's mind was in no such frenzy. He had a warm place to sleep for the night and he was happy . That amazing smile ran across his lips as he drifted to sleep without a care in the world.
P.S
A Catcher in the Rye slash fanfiction.. Ill concieved idea , I know , but most of my ideas are!
P.P.S
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