Specs smiled, looking over at the other boy, music played in the background. The lights from the stereo bouncing off the gold in Dutchy's blonde hair. He smiled. The boy grinned back at him, gold rimmed glasses slightly askew on his face, from being mashed into the pillow. Specs ran his hand down the boy's bare chest. Still sweaty from love making. He kissed the boys smile drawing lips in. He wondered for a second if this feeling was love. If he was in love. He lay back. The feeling of permanence in a one night stand radiated from him.