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This is probably the most soppy chapter thus far. Hope you enjoy it...
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John was up and dressed very early the next day. His had been a restless sleep.
He went into the kitchen, and saw Chas. The half-breed was sitting at the table, slumped, head in his arms. He was snoring. A golden beam of sunlight shone through the window, making his curls shine attractively. John smiled.
For a long time he just stood watching the boy. He looked so angelic, so sweet.
John busied himself with the kettle. Maybe it was time to repay the boy for all his hard work. Maybe it was time to say sorry. But it wasn't time to confess he loved Chas. John sighed.
Sipping his tea slowly, John leaned against the counter, watching Chas sleep.
There wasn't a single imperfection in the boy's face. His skin was flawless, his nose perfect, his lips plump and pink. John felt a dry hunger at the back of his throat. He wanted to kiss those lips.
He hesitated.
Placing the tea down on the counter, he crossed over to Chas, crouching down beside him.
The boy slumbered on. John reached out gingerly, tracing a gentle finger across those lips, shocked at their softness. He smiled.
Nothing moved for a few moments. Caught in the beam of sunlight falling on Chas, John felt complete. He wanted this boy to love him, love John as John loved him. John knew this would never happen- how could it?
"Chas..." he whispered.
Then he replaced his finger with his lips, resting them against those soft angelic ones ever so lightly. He drew back quickly.
Chas was still asleep. He stirred slightly and murmured, "John..."
But still he slept on.