Chapter 2: Pens!
Nathan opened the front door and was promptly attacked by pens. "Jesus!" he shouted as he dodged and ducked.
Peter giggled as he stood up. "Sorry man. I'm just practicing my telekinesis. It needs work. Are you okay?"
"Yea, just remember to concentrate next time."
They both bent down to pick up the pens. Nathan reached his hand out and it landed on Peter's hand. They gasped but didn't pull away. Their eyes locked and Peter's breathing shallowed. His long bangs fell in his eyes and Nathan brushed them away, tucking them behind his ear and stroking his face.
Inches away from each other, but still not close enough, Nathan crawled closer. He thought about their food fight a few days ago, about how close he had come to kissing Peter. He knew he shouldn't be thinking like that, shouldn't be moving closer and closer, but Peter was like a magnet. His pull was strong.
Still staring at each other, the phone rang, loud and startling in the silence. They both jumped.
"I should..uh…get that," Peter said.
"Yea." Nathan remained on the floor, watching Peter walk away. All he wanted to do was chase after him and never let him go.