Alvin sighed as he laid on his bed, facing Theodore. He had been up all night. He couldn't stop thinking about the fact that he had kissed Simon. He didn't know if the fact that he had kissed Simon was weirder than the fact that Simon had kissed him. Truthfully, they both were weird. He never would have guessed that his feelings were mutual. Heck, he never would have guessed he'd have these feelings, for his brother no less! But, I guess you could consider the whole situation as 'challenging the unknown'. But, in a way it wasn't. Alvin hadn't kissed Simon to explore something new, he did it because his heart had told him to. His heart longed for that one kiss, that one feel of skin on skin. And now that he had done it, it was on his mind now, which is why he couldn't sleep. Alvin sighed again. The point was, he had feelings for Simon, and he acted on them. So now the real question that was eating at him was: Now what?
Simon heard both Alvin's sighs and he was most definitely sure of why he was up so late. The same thing that was on his mind, he knew was on Alvin's. What else would be on his mind. He heard Alvin get out of bed and go to the window again, he had adopted the habit of doing that at night. Simon turned and watched him open the window, making out his form quite well without his glasses on. Simon enjoyed the cool breeze as did Alvin. Simon closed his eyes and replayed the kiss he and Alvin had shared a few nights ago.
"I know you're up, Simon..." came Alvin's gentle voice in a whisper. Simon opened his eyes and saw that Alvin hadn't moved. How did he know he was up? Alvin looked back at him and smiled. "Wanna know how I knew you were up?" Simon sat up and put on his glasses. Alvin looked back out the window. "I knew because of the way you were laying and breathing. It's so quiet at night, you could hear a pin fall on a carpet." Simon smiled at Alvin's choice of an example.
"What's the way I'm laying have to do with it?" Simon asked, still watching Alvin, memorizing the pattern of the way his hair moved in the wind. Alvin didn't reply at first, thinking his answer would seem a bit weird given the circumstance. But, he reminded himself, that he noticed this when they had been toddlers too. This just made him look for it more now.
"When you're asleep, or falling asleep, you lay more on your stomach. You're on your side, but on your stomach too. When you're awake, you're on your side completely, then you move to your back." Alvin replied, staring at the stars. Simon blinked, he never gave it much thought. But now that he thought about it, Alvin was right.
"Oh, that makes sense..." Simon replied looking at his lap, still a bit surprised. Alvin looked at him, then at Theodore's bed. He was still sound asleep. Alvin smiled and went over to Simon's bed, sitting across from him. Simon looked at him, confused.
"You think too much..." Alvin said with a smile. Simon narrowed his eyes slightly, becoming more confused.
"What's the point of saying that?" Simon asked, slightly offended. Alvin chuckled lightly and leaned forward, taking off Simon's glasses.
"There's no point, you just think too much." Alvin replied, sitting the glasses to the side.
"Was there a point to taking my glasses?" He asked, Alvin smiled, the action made Simon blush faintly. Maybe it was the way he had smiled.
"Yes, there was." Alvin said in a matter-of-fact tone. Simon waited for him to elaborate.
"Well?" Simon insisted. Alvin blinked, seeming to come out of thought.
"Oh, my reason..." He looked into Simon's eyes, peace seeming to come over him. "I love looking into your eyes..." Alvin said, his voice barely above a whisper. Simon's face flushed a bright red and he broke the eye contact to look away. Alvin smiled at Simon's shyness. "Too much information?" He asked in a whisper, seeing Theodore turn out of the corner if his eye. He was relieved when he saw Theodore settle on his right side and fall back asleep. Alvin then returned his full attention to Simon.
"No, it's fine..." Simon answered looking back out the window. Alvin leaned to his right until he caught Simon's eyes, he settled back to the center, making Simon follow his eyes. Alvin then arched an eyebrow at him. "What?" Simon asked, somewhat wide-eyed. When Alvin didn't reply, Simon reached for his glasses. Alvin stopped him by grabbing his wrist. Again, their eyes locked.
"Shh...." Alvin whispered when Simon opened his mouth to say something. He smiled and leaned in slowly. Simon's eyes widened and he almost pulled back, he would have, had Alvin not had a good grip on him.
"Alvin..." Simon managed to get out just as their lips met in a soft kiss. Despite how slow it had happened, it still startled Simon. He blinked, relaxed and gently kissed back. Alvin pulled up slowly and smiled, watching Simon's eyes open. He looked at Alvin who only smiled again. He let go of Simon and picked up his glasses. He cleaned them for him and gently eased them back onto the bridge of his nose. Simon blinked as he sat back and adjusted them. He looked at Alvin who raised his eyebrows at him.
"So...." He said, breaking the silence. Simon smiled.
"What's so great about my eyes?" He asked Alvin. It was then Alvin's turn to blush faintly. He looked to both sides and then at his lap. With a sigh, he met Simon's gray eyes and couldn't help but smile.
"I'm not sure...maybe it's the way they show how you're feeling. Or the fact that the moon makes them mesmerizing." Alvin said with ease, looking into the things he was describing. Simon blushed faintly, boy was he doing that a lot.
"Oh, well...that's nice...um thanks..." His uncomfort was evident in his reply and tone. Alvin only chuckled.
"Are you uncomfortable?" Alvin asked, Simon looked at him. "With this whole thing. Does it make you uncomfortable?" Simon let out a breath.
"Well yeah. But the reason for it is natural, don't you think?" Simon asked him. Alvin thought about the question and he nodded. "But, it's the kind of uncomfort I'm willing to work on." Alvin couldn't help the big smile he had after that comment. Simon chuckled lightly.
"Great!" He couldn't help but yell. Simon covered his mouth and they listened for any signs of stirring from Theodore or Dave. When they heard nothing, Simon looked at Alvin as he slowly removed his hand. Alvin giggled, his giddiness clear. Simon smiled. He leaned in towards Alvin, Alvin leaned in as well and they shared a brief kiss.
"Yeah, " Simon replied as sat up straighter. "I can definitely get used to this." Alvin smirked and climbed off Simon's bed.
"Same here. But, I'm getting sleepy." He climbed into his own bed and laid facing Simon as he laid down as well after putting up his glasses. "Goodnight, Simon." Alvin whispered, a shy smile on his face.
"Goodnight, Alvin..." Simon replied. Their eyes remained locked for a few seconds, then in unison, they slowly slid closed and they both fell asleep.