Cary opened his eyes but immediately had to close them.
'DAMN! IT'S FUCKING BRIGHT!'
He kept his eyes closed but used his other sense to figure out where he was. He felt cloth on under his hands, and would have guess he was in his bed except he heard water running near by and heard birds singing over head, and smelled fresh pine needles, so he figured our he was outside. He felt something soft under his head, soft and warm, and... moving?
He strained his hearing a little more and heard, to his surprise, breathing. A person breathing, and he was laying on them! He say bolt straight up and turned around...
And he froze.
Joe, his best friend since the age of five, was laying on a large blanket, which was what he had felt, with his legs crossed, one hand under his head, and other next to his side, which he assumed had been around him at one point. He looked around, and figured he had been laying on Joe's stomach, which in itself wasn't a werid sight, they used to do that all the time as kids. But that was years ago.
'What the hell is going on?' He asked himself, but didn't have time to ponder this because Joe stirred. He reached out a hand to Cary, which he took thinking Joe wanted help up, but was pulled back down to Joe's side.
"Hey there" Joe said in a sleep filled voice. He placed his arms around me, under my own and across my stomach, and oddly it felt comfortable, natural even.
"Hey" I said in a soft voice, not wanting to wake him. He smiled and leaned his head against mine.
"You have a nice nap?"
"Yea, pretty good"
"Good," Joe replied before sitting us up, my head still leaning on his shoulder, his other hand coming to rest on my waist. It was then i noticed i was wearing Joe's jacket. I pulled it around me and took a deep breath, breathing in the scent that is just... Joe.
He rested his head on my shoulder and i leaned back against him, like we used to do, and closed my eyes. He started gently rocking back and forth, and humming in my ear. Just as I was about to fall asleep again, he speaks again.
"Cary"
"Hmm?" Is my reply, too comfy to even speak.
"I have to tell you something"
He stops rocking and i open my eyes, turning my head to look at him.
"What is it?"
He looks down at the ground before looking me in the eye, licking his lips then...
"Cary, I love you"
I look at him in shock for a moment before i feel mly face soften into a smile.
"Joe, I-"
'BR-RINGGGGGGG!'
I slam my hand on my alarm clock before bolting straight up in bed, my chest heaving, eyes wide.
'What was that? Was it all a dream?' I ask my self, fixing to write it all off as one before I look down. I'm wearing Joe's jacket. Inside is a small note, in Joe's hand writing and I smile.
'It wasn't a dream'
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My first Super 8 fic! Woot Woot! So this came outta no where, and I thought I would post it cause of some really good news I got today :D Hope you enjoy it!