David's POV
It was our third month of Monday nights when I opened up the dorm room, shut the door and was suddenly slammed against it by a pair of lips, and hands grasping the lapels of my uniform. He kissed me hard. More intensely than I've ever been kissed. He pulled back long enough for my to breathe and I whispered "somebody had a bad day today."
"You have no idea." I hear as Wes' mouth finds mine again. I push him off of me and onto my bed, but he isn't having any of that as he rolls over and lands on top of me. He pulls my tie off and slips my blazer from my shoulders as I wrap my fingers in his hair. He unbuttons my shirt and pulls it off of me, and runs his fingers down my chest. We stop kissing and rest our foreheads against each other's our breath mingling between us.
"David." he whispers softly as his lips brush mine and his hands come up to my face. He kisses me again, softer than we have ever kissed before, and it feels like something has changed, like something is different. It doesn't feel like, lust, or friendship. It feels like something else, something more, and I love it. My eyes stare deeply into his and I know he feels it too.
We fall sleep in each other's arms that night. We've slept in the same bed several times, but not like this. Not with arms wrapped around each other and legs tangled. Not with soft kisses, and wandering caresses. Not with the intention to wake up in each others arms in the morning.
Wes' POV
I wake in the morning to my alarm and lips pressed into my hair. We sit up and pull our arms off of each other as David hits the snooze on my alarm. He stretched and then wrapped his arms around me again, pulling me between his legs and into his chest. His arms wrap around my bear chest and I cover his arms with my own, lacing my fingers with his. We sit there contently enjoying each others company until the alarm goes off again, and I climb off his lap and grab my shower stuff, winking at him before I leave the room, knowing he would be in one of the other showers in a couple minutes.
I walk back to my room in my uniform pants rubbing the towel over my hair. David already in there having showered fast than I did. He was tucking his uniform shirt into his pants when the door opened, he turned around and walked over to me. I dropped the towel and stepped foreword wrapping him in a hug. A hug tight enough to feel the buttons of his dress shirt press into my chest. We spoke at the same time "Would you be my, no you go first." we laughed and asked "Boyfriend?" at the same time, but we knew it needed no answer as our lips found each other.
"You know we forgot a rule when we started this."
"What?"
"No falling in love."
"Well its a good thing then because I would have broken it."
"Me too."
I hope you enjoyed. Review if you want more, but I'll probably leave it like this.