Hyde woke up next to his boyfriend, his lover, his everything. He looked appreciatively over the length of the other boy's body, noting in wonder how the first rays of the morning sun illuminated his taught stomach.
He marvelled, not for the first time, how he got so very lucky.
Hyde had no idea how long he had been lying there but he knew it had been a while; he often did this, revelling in the silent moments before he had to go back to being the person his friends had come to expect. Leaning in he pressed a soft kiss against the older boys forehead.
Kelso stirred slightly and Hyde could not stop a fond smile creeping over his lips.
Pulling on some old jeans and a black t-shirt that had been so thoughtlessly disregarded the night before, he stood up and walked to the window. With a last longing look towards his still sleeping lover, he lifted himself out of the bedroom window onto the garage roof below. A manoeuvre he had done many times before.
As his feet hit the ground Hyde straightened up and checked the street it was coming alive with the new morning sun, but luckily there was still nobody outside. It wouldn't do for anyone living on Kelso's suburban street to suspect anything other than friendship moulded the relationship of the two boys. He hated having to leave his boyfriend every morning but did so, to ensure Kelso's parents would never find out about their 'sleeping' arrangements.
Hyde decided he hated secrets.
No stranger to being 'different', Hyde had always been the 'kid who wore to much black' the 'student who's mouth was slightly to loud for his own good' and now he could just add 'the boy who took it up the ass' to that list.
'I don't shag men' Hyde mentally reprimanded himself, 'I only shag him'.
Hyde smiled lightly and walked down the street towards the Foreman's house, the place were he was supposed to live. As he neared the house, he slowed down his pace and shoved his hands in his tight jean pockets. His t-shirt was luckily black and loose, but he could not help feel self-conscious about the unavoidable wrinkles the previous night had resulted in.
He opened the door and smiled appreciatively as he saw the skinny form of Eric Foreman asleep on the couch. His neck was crooked against the arm and Hyde new he would be in considerable pain when he awoke.
"Foreman, hey wake up." Hyde said throwing his jacket (which he hadn't bothered to put on because he noticed that it still smelled strongly of Kelso) onto Eric's sleeping form. Sitting up with a jolt Eric pushed the jacket to the floor,
"Hyde?" he looked into the eyes of his friend, rolling his neck and fixing a disapproving glare towards the other boy, "where have you been?"
"Out, man. What did I tell you about asking me stuff?" Hyde swung his legs up and rested them on the coffee table, glad neither Red nor Kitty was around to witness this.
Eric muttered something under his breath before dragging his tired limbs up the stairs. Rolling his eyes, Hyde stood and made his way down to the basement. Dropping down on the worn sofa that was kept down there, Hyde flicked on the TV and noted that the only things of at six-thirty in the morning were cartoons.
It wasn't for another two and a half hours that Hyde was once again connected to the real world. A loud knock on the basement door received a scowl from the Tom & Jerry fan. Reluctantly he stood and moved towards it, pulling it open and preparing to thoroughly admonish the person behind it.
"This better be good, I'm watching..." Hyde didn't get a chance to finish his sentence as he looked into the eyes of the person behind the door, the anger in his eyes melted and he sighed, stepping aside to let Michael Kelso walk in.
Kelso walked in fully and scanned the room, seeing there was nobody else around he wasted no time in pinning Hyde to the wall and re-introducing his lips with his.
Gingerly opening his mouth Hyde responded to the kiss, his arms looping around Kelso's slim waist, their tongues exploring each others mouths, in awe of how it could feel so new despite the fact they had done this so very many times before.
His hands dropping lower, he received a moan from Kelso as the experienced fingers kneaded the brunette's ass, lifting his body up to align their erections together perfectly before grinding against his body.
Hearing the upstairs door open the two leapt apart as if by some unseen force.
Eric jogged down the stairs and flopped down onto the couch, oblivious to the flushed faces of his two best friends and the single chair that had been unceremoniously knocked over in their attempt to get away from each other quickly.
Flicking the channel the new boy could feel Hyde's scowl into the back of his skull,
"Hey man, your here early" he didn't even look at Kelso as he spoke.
"Yah...got bored..." he muttered, sitting on the arm of the couch and picking up a bouncy ball and tossing it between his hands.
"Kay." Eric spoke dismissively, staring disapprovingly at the lack of TV shows available.
Kelso looked at Hyde with a confused expression, as if asking Hyde if he should be insulted or not, Hyde shook his head absently almost still distracted by the tightness in his jeans.
Exchanging one last romantic smile, the loves prepared for another day of being 'just friends'.
Authors Note :
Wow, can I please first state that I cannot believe I forgot I had this fiction for so long. I have a new username now, Akasha7 of and I haven't even thought of this one for so long!
I wrote these fictions when I was fourteen/fifteen!
Now I'm seventeen.
I hope you can see the difference in my writing and I hope you enjoy the reworking of this fiction!
I promise to update soon!
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