Jonathan looked down at the warm body next to him. Andrew had laid his head on his chest in his sleep and Jonathan was debating whether or not it was worth moving him, taking the chance he could wake up to get up and pee. Sleepy Andrew was cute though...
He sighed. They had been in Mexico for a week now. A week of Andrew crying and being depressed about Warren dying. A week of eating crappy food and drinking alcohol instead of water. A week of Andrew getting smashed and passing out on him. A week of Andrew to himself without Warren to distract him. Not that he minded though. He actually liked it. Not that he would ever admit it to the sleeping boy cuddled up against him. Sighing again, he reached down and started to pet the demon summoners head. It was a rare show of affection, one he would only do when Andrew was sleeping. He wasn't so sure he wanted to find out how Andrew would react to him touching him like this. Jonathan scowled up at the ceiling knowing that Andrew would of gladly welcomed the touch if it was from Warren.
His fingers ran through Andrew's hair and he briefly wondered how the boy's hair was so gentle. Then he began to think of Andrew as a whole and wondered how the whole boy-personality and looks-could be so gentle. So soft.
'Is the hair on the rest of his body this soft?'
Jonathan blushed when he realized exactly what he was thinking about. It came no real surprise to him though. He knew he liked Andrew. More then friend like. Like I have a crush on you like. It really didn't surprise him though. He liked blonds. They were cute and innocent looking...most anyway. Spike wasn't so innocent looking.
"Jonathan?"
Andrew's cute, sleepy voice surprised him a little. He didn't notice he had woke up.
"What time is it?"
Jonathan glanced out the window.
"Early."
He yawned and buried his face in my chest.
"Then why are you up?"
It was his chance. He could go to the bathroom now. He had two choices though. Either go pee or sit here with a cute blond that had his head buried in his chest.
"Oh, no reason."