He switched on the television hoping to drown out his deplorable swarming mind and pained chest. Surprise, nothing was one that was even a tad tantalizing. Joe had just had about enough; ready to pull his curly blonde hair out, when his pocket vibrated.
He pulled out his phone to see one new message from Ben. Ben and Joe had been close lately; Ben and Joe had met at concert of The Damage’s. The message read...
Iya Joe! You doin’ anything? X
-Ben
Joe smiled lightly, knowing he had someone who cared about him at the moment. He began to type his message, checked it over, and pressed send.
Hey Ben, nah I’m free come over x J
-Joe
Joe heaved himself off of the sofa and made his way to his bathroom. He brushed his fingers through his dishevelled hair, trying to make a bit of effort to not look like a complete wreck. He hopped down the stairs in to the kitchen, flipping on the kettle knowing full well that Ben would want a cup of tea. As he began to pour in the now boiled water, the door bell rang through the air.
Joe opened the door to the sight of Ben, his hair and clothes dampened from the rain. His face glistened from the water droplets, his lips turned up in to an incandescent grin. Joe stared at him for a while longer before ushering him in and out of the rain.
“Jesus Christ. It’s wetter out there than Elise after seeing Lucy”. Ben chuckled, peeling off his soaked jacket. Joe tittered half heartedly, Ben instantly sensing that something was wrong.
“What’s up”? Ben asked, his smile faltering a fraction as Joe’s eyes were filled with sadness. Joe shook his head and repeated over and over how nothing was wrong. Ben placed a benign hand on to his shoulder, before making him take a seat on the sofa.
“It’s her again isn’t it...she cancelled again didn’t she”? Ben’s voice was hushed and calming, hiding the irritation knowing how Joe had been hurt by that stupid girl again.
“Yeah...I don’t know what I-I do wrong”. Joe’s eyes began to sting, the flustered tears breaking past his water line and rolling down his frown plastered face. Ben wrapped an arm around his shoulder and pulled him closer to him.
Joe sniffed, letting a few soft sobs leave his mouth as he rested his head on to Ben’s shoulder. He felt like such a girl for crying over something as stupid as this, but he had let it build up inside of him for quite a while.
Ben rested his head on top of Joe’s head, taking in the cherry scent in his curly mess of hair. Joe let the last tear slide from his eyes, wiping his eyes and deciding to man up. He’d only just realized that he was cuddling with another man, he instantly jumped up feeling awkward and unnatural, although, it felt nice having that human contact. Joe felt how his shirt had became saturated from the rain that Ben was covered in.
Ben reached for his cup of tea as Joe passed it him, Ben contained his girl like giggles as it was a Harry Potter mug. Joe slumped down on to the sofa again with a cup of tea in his hands, he relaxed instantly knowing he had a cup of tea, Family Guy and his best friend to soften the blow from his failure of a girlfriend.
“Do you want to talk about it”? Ben inquired, crossing his legs up on to the couch. Joe shook his head before taking a long gulp from his mug. Ben nodded solemnly, putting his empty mug down on to the glass table in front of them.
“Sorry to be a pain in the ass, but do you have any spare clothes; these are sinking in to my skin”. Ben huffed, running a hand through his wet hair.
“Sure, I’m going to get changed too, you’ve wet me”. Joe tutted sarcastically, placing down his unfinished cup of tea. Ben chuckled at his remark, watching as he left the sofa and running up the stairs.
Ben was alone now. He had time to ponder over his thoughts again. He had feelings for Joe. These feelings were rather peculiar, not so much love, but more along the lines of lust.
Every time he’d look in to Joe’s big blue eyes, he’d melt, just wanting to rip his clothes off there and then. You couldn’t blame him for getting angry whenever Joe’s heart was tore and trampled on.
Joe returned wearing some knee length khaki coloured shorts and a blue loose shirt. He held a few items of clothing in his hand for Ben; Ben took them and stood up as Joe sat down.
Ben began to unzip his jean zipper and button, not feeling any shame changing in front of Joe. He slipped off his jeans, letting them fall to the floor. Joe looked for a brief second, having to do a double take as Ben stepped out of his jeans.
Joe could feel a light blush dispersing across his cheeks, Ben’s legs were golden and long, not as hairy as an ape, but a suitable amount of hair covered his legs. Joe could not take his eyes away as Ben began to yank the bottom of his shirt over his head.
Joe wanted to slap himself on the wrists for liking what he saw, the rose blush growing deeper on his cheeks as he stared at Ben’s toned torso. Joe’s eyes were like dinner plates, questioning himself of his own sexuality as he watched Ben dry his hair with a towel.
“Do you like what you see”? Ben giggled nervously, his cheeks beginning to burn as Joe involuntary licked his lips. Joe coughed and snapped his gaze away, feeling his stomach twist thinking about his chest again.
“Joe...” Ben murmured, grabbing the shirt he was given.
“Uh huh” Joe replied sheepishly, praying that his cheeks would stop burning soon.
“Are you going to try again with her”? Ben asked uneasily, not just yet pulling the shirt over his head. Joe turned to face him.
“No, I n-need to find someone n-new” Joe stammered, taking in the sight of his half naked body again.
“Got your eyes set on anyone”? Ben giggled quietly, expecting him to come out with a slut girl who was easy to get in to bed.