Jacob lay in a sea of soft white blankets, his muscular arms wrapped around a peacefully dozing figure concealed by the white abyss. He lifted the blankets slightly to find golden light reflecting off a golden head of hair. Jacob lifted the blankets further to find that the soft breaths expelled from the sleeping body were pouring across his naked chest.
He felt Jasper's arm squeeze tighter around his torso, as if realising Jacob had awoken and there was a greater potential of him moving from such a perfect position. Jacob smiled to himself, thinking about how cute Jasper was, how lucky he was to be there at that moment.
Deciding the moment was too perfect to cut short – no matter how loud his stomach grumbled – Jacob sunk back into the pillows he was propped up against and close his eyes, falling asleep to the rhythmic breathing from Jasper.
Soon Jacob was falling through the soft plumes of the pillows – awaking too late, Jacob watch the light around him disappear as he fell through the hole in the bed, dragging a single blanket with him. With a hard thump, Jacob hit the ground – apparently the hole wasn't bottomless – but when he moved to erect himself, Jacob felt a supporting arm encircle him, pulling him closet to the figure's torso that he rested his head on.
Jacob looked up into James' eyes; they neither sparkled nor shone, they simply reflected Jacob as he lay on James' bare chest, a smile split from ear to ear. Jacob could still feel breathing, but this time it wasn't hot air across him smooth brown skin, it was the movement of his head as it rode over the waves of James' ribs rising and falling, rising and falling.
He settled back into the blankets, letting them bury him, hiding from the light that streaked across from the window. Under the blankets, Jacob could see two figures walking in the distance – he lifted the blanket slightly, letting from light in so he could get a better view.
As he crawled beneath the blankets to get a better view, the bed sprouted grass and the blanket drifted to the clouds and he found himself displacing one of the figures in the distance, walking besides Jasper. He was laughing at some Jacob had said – something to do with the pond and the ducks and the way the sun reflected the perfect day. Jacob blinked ever-so-slightly slower to bask in the music of Jasper's happiness. Jasper's smile made Jacob smile. And when Jacob kept his eyes closed a little too long, he didn't see the pond coming toward him, nor did he see himself plunge into its depths.
The exhilaration of the cold slapping his whole body shocked him from the smiling moment. He kicked his way to the surface, his shirt and plants and shoes and socks peeling away from him until he was left in a pair of boxers as he emerge from the deep blue. Jacob smiled as his was supported by a pair of strong, lean arms, movement of the ocean around him jostling both himself and James as one. They bobbed in the waves and the sun set around them; the blue of the sky melting into honey and the pristine white blankets of the sky stained with beetroot.
All of a sudden a large wave picked them up and broke into white spray as they were tossed and turned beneath the wave. Jacob grabbed on to Jasper's hand, an urge to protect overcame any sense of panic as the waves continued to thrash them about. Underneath the turbulence on the surface, the calmness of the watery underworld allowed Jacob to draw Jasper closer, pulling him into a full bodied hug – legs wrapped around legs, arms around shoulders and heads resting on chests.
Just when Jacob was forgetting him lack of amphibian qualities, the waves hurled him out onto the beach, landing him flat on his back. He felt the soft, dry sand around him before he opened his eyes to find James on all fours above him. A moment of silence descended as the sky turned to black and the waves hushed, thousands of stars turned their backs as nature gave them a moment of privacy. James was covered in sand as he lowered himself to Jacob; his face hovering above Jacob's for a second before he closed his eyes and pressed his soft –
Just then the skies broke open and Jacob was left alone on beach as he tried to hide from the bright lights of heaven piercing through the night clouds onto the ocean. But Jacob couldn't run faster than light, and soon found himself being dragged from the beach, through the ocean and the pond, through the park and through the bed, through the hole and back into his bed where his eyes opened to find the sun streaming in through the window landing straight across his face, cursing himself for leaving the curtains open the previous night.