Soft. In the swirl of confusion the only word that popped up into Bran's head was soft. Everything in his mind turned to a blur. There was no way that this would be happening, could there?
Bran pulled back from Jojen's lips in an attempt to catch his breath. "Hahaha, that was unexpected. Trouble always stirs up when we get stuck in the same room." Bran's turned away as he tried to laugh it off. He could no longer hide his reddness that spread as far as to his ears.
A hand gently reached out for his face. It was Jojen. With his hand he guided the red faced boy back into his direction. Now that they were both facing each other, they both received a face that the other has not seen before.
Bran's stared at Jojen in embarrassment, letting his eyes scatter around the room, trying to avoid Jojen's gaze. Jojen on the other hand had eyes of determination. He showed no fear on his face, only wanting. To Bran the face that Jojen showed was scary. He had always liked Jojen more then a friend and now he was showing signs of letting the lust that Bran had become something that is more than just a fantasy. He was scared that this was all a dream or worse, that it was reality and Bran was only being pulled along for a test drive, but more then that he was happy that something like this was even happening.
The feelings that engulfed Jojen were completely different. He found the face Bran made adorable. The two boys have been friends for a long time and this was something new that he was learning about the person he loved.
With Jojen's hand still upon Bran's cheek, and all of his hesitations gone, he pulled Bran's face in closer. The brown hair boy did not object to this movement so Jojen continued moving him closer until there was no longer any room in-between them. It was in that moment that they shared their second kiss.
This kiss was much different from the first. It was not rushed but slow. It was not accidental but intended. It was as if that moment itself was perfect. It did not take long for the two to enter their own little world. That is until a noise blew through the room.
The door creaked open. "Hey I'm home." It was Meera. She closed the door, flipped her shoes off, and peaked into the living room.
It wasn't a lot of time but in that moment the two boys separated as fast as they could, picked up their controllers and resumed playing the game.
Meera peaked into the room. "Good, you two are finally getting along. I had my doubts but you have been friends for a long time so I knew you would make up, right?"
A silence fell over the room. It took some time but Jojen finally responded with a quiet and quick "Yeah".
Meera's eyes fell into an almost squinted structure. It was obvious that she was becoming suspicions but it was not the time for her to dabble any further. She slowly walked past the opening to the living room and to the stairs. The boys signed in relief that no further questions were asked. Not moments later Meera came scampering back to the room.
"Bran?"
"Yes" Bran barley got it out but continued to look at the screen.
"Almost forgot. Your mom pulled into the drive way when I got home. She's here to pick you up. Don't keep her waiting." With that said she went back up the stairs but no movements were made until they heard the door to her room close.
Bran put his controller down on the coffee table in front of them then got up to head to the door without looking at Jojen. Before he was able to escape any further Jojen reached out to stop him.
"I'll see you Monday at school." With Bran still not looking at Jojen, he let go of his arm, allowing him to leave the house.
Catelyn was standing by the passenger seat door waiting for Bran to help him in. As Bran came out of the house and to the car her face turned from smiles to worries.
"Bran are you sick? Your face is completely red." She rushed over to him and checked his temperature.
"I'm fine, mom." He tried to slide away from her grasp without seeming rude, then went to the door of the car.
That car ride home was one of the most awkward moments of his life.