"How the fuck are you still snoring," I turn my head towards Gamzee expecting him to drag himself out of his sleep to answer me "Don't you stop after an hour or something?" This fucking kid, is probably the sloppiest sleeper ever, if that's a thing. He drools like the Amazon river during the rainy season, he hogs the blanket, and, the worst part, is his snoring. It sounds like he just ate a jackhammer. I squirm to the edge of my half to the bed to get what little space is left. Just as I get comfortable, Gamzee flips over in his sleep and drapes his awkwardly, hairy, ass arm over my face. I can't take anymore of this. "Makara! Wake-up!"
He jerks his head, smacks his lips and yawns "Hey, Mr. V, why my arm over your motherfucking face? That has to feel weird,"
"No, I thought your sweat would help my complexion," I snap "Hell yes it feels weird,"
"I told you, you could move it if I kept doing that," He tosses the blanket aside as he gets out of bed.
"Yeah, yeah, I know," I roll over to the floor "Anyway, it's our last day at this cabin, how about we go for a hike or something before they kick us out?"
Gamzee stretches looking out the window at the early morning sunrise. His thin, dark indigo tank top seems to be screaming for some sort of release. I must admit Gamzee has a well built body, but he has a really bad habit of wearing tight shirts. Gamzee clears his throat, and I snap out of my trance. "Uh, yeah, we can go for one last one,"
"Okay, lets get dressed then," As walk to the other side of the room to grab some of my clothes out of my suitcase, Gamzee heads out of the room to the living room to change.
"Which trail do you want to take, Mr. V?" Gamzee shouts from the other room.
"How about around the lake one last time?"
"Okay, " I pop my head out the room, just as Gamzee slides on his pants "You almost ready?"
"Almost, I'll meet you out there, I have to pee,"
"Okay, I can meet you out there then," I tell him heading over to the door. I try to keep my head looking at the ground, but I catch a glimpse of Gamzee's body. He has downy-soft, curly, black chest hair. It spreads out evenly over his pecks, and ends in a triangle. It's skips a small area right before his abs start. I duck out the door as quickly as I can and I feel the early mountain air come across my face.
" You are not suppose to be checking out your students," I grumble to myself. I start walking in the direction of the trail. Thank God this is the last day we are camping together.
"Hey, Mr. Vantas, wait up!" Gamzee runs up behind me, panting. "Geez, you walk fast, bro,"
"Or your just too slow," I laugh "For someone in track you get tired easily,"
"I do not, you're just a motherfucking fast ass walker," He ducks under a tree branch that's jutting out into the trail "Old people are suppose to be slow,"
"I am not old, asshole. Seven years older is not old," We walk around the bend, coming to the lake. The trail leads right along the edge of it and splits off into the mountain.
"Whatever," He laughs "The only reason I don't think you're super old is because you still look like my age,"
I Gamzee's on the left of me closer to the edge of the lake "Is that so?"
"I don't know, maybe a Freshman or eight grader,"
"Whoops," I pretend to trip and push Gamzee. He shouts in surprise as he falls into the lake. HIs head ducks under the water and a few seconds later he comes back up spitting out water. "I'm sorry, I must be getting old! I didn't see you there!" I laugh back at him.
"Ah ha ha," I sweeps back his hair out of his face. I'm still laughing so I don't see him reaching out to grab my ankle. "Be careful, Vantas, I don't need you to break your hip." He tugs, and I drop down in the drink with him.
"Hold still you fucker, I'm going to kill you," I grab his shoulders and dunk him back under.
"You started it!" As Gamzee comes back up. He laughs and splashes water in my face.
He grabs my shoulders as I shove him down again, and we both go under. We play around in the lake a little while longer until we have to go and pack up. I would have to say, this is probably the most fun I've had going camping with someone. Actually, I've never been camping with anyone. It's usually my solitary time. This felt picture perfect; I would actually do it again.
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"So thanks, for the trip Mr. Vantas. It was really fun," We are out in front of Gamzee's house in my car. I never knew that he lived in a mansion. It almost takes over the whole block, it's amazing. I park my car in front, and unlock the doors.
"It's no big deal," I tell him "I actually enjoyed hanging out with you,"
"I liked hanging out with you too," He rubs his elbows. His hair is still dripping wet from the lake. And his shirt clinging to his soaked body.
"Maybe we can do it again sometime,"
"Yeah, I-I would like that," He mumbles without looking at me. It grows quiet. "Mr. Vantas,"
"Hmm?" I turn his head towards him and suddenly I feel his lips against mine. He then jumps out of the car and heads to his door.
"What the hell?" I ask to an empty car. I have no fucking clue what just happened, but I do know it felt great.