Sun spilt into parts of the window above Josh's bed, hitting some of the drool stains on his pillow and grazing his shoulders, neck and mouth. Josh turned slightly to the right grasping his pillow loosely with his left arm, while his mouth stayed partially open, producing loud snoring sounds. The soft heat subconsciously calmed him down as he dreamt of the same thing he'd been dreaming of for months.
~In the dream: Drake was in an empty green field, kneeling down towards a flower. And when he touched the flower's bright yellow petals Josh appeared beside him standing, his dark hair somehow darker. They'd stare into each other's eyes as if they were waiting for something. Josh's hands would reach out for Drake's and as Drake would close the space between them, clenching tightly onto Josh's hands, Josh would lean in, pressing the top of his forehead to Drake's shoulder. One, he never knew which one, would say
"Stay with me…"
And the other would reply
"I'm not going anywhere…"
Drake would then let go of one of Josh's hands and barely run his fingers through Josh's hair, before Josh would look up, his lips so close to Drake's he could feel Drake's hesitant breathing against his mouth~
Josh sucked in air, opening his eyes, suddenly wide awake. He sat up quickly, shaking the dream away with every breath he heavily inhaled and exhaled. Drake's bed creaked as Drake moved towards Josh without fully getting out of his own bed, and lifted his head up. His eyes squinted open as he yawned and said
"Josh…If you're gunna have a panic attack every time it's a Tuesday, it'd be great if you could wait till Tuesday has officially started…which isn't for another 5 hours"
"Ha Ha Very funny Drake...I'm NOT having a panic attack and it's not Tuesday, it's Saturday…The day you said you were going to go out with that one girl Becca…remember??"
Drake nodded in recognition, laying his head down.
"Oh yeah, Thanks for reminding me"
"No Problem" Josh sighed, feeling a sudden surge of sadness rush into the pit of his stomach as if it were being force fed down his throat.
"I…can't take this anymore" he whispered, looking over towards Drake with a confused expression.
Quickly rushing out of bed, Josh found a deep blue long sleeved shirt lying haphazardly over the dresser near him. He couldn't remember why he left it there, maybe from spending too much time around Drake's messiness. Tugging it over his head Josh walked out of their room, closing the door gently behind him, attempting to think of anything other than his dream.
