a Gay Romance (Ian x Cayden)

Chapter 2

In the soft light of the morning, I adorned myself in anticipation of the day ahead, taking a moment to connect with Cayden in the intimacy of my room. Our conversation transcended the ordinary, delving into the depths of our souls as we bared our vulnerabilities - Cayden sharing his nightmares, and I, my anxiety-induced struggles. Though I harbored an undeniable attraction towards Cayden, I dared not assume he reciprocated my feelings. Yet, in that moment when he leaned in closer, my heart leapt within my chest like a soaring eagle. A rush of emotions flooded me - butterflies swirling in my belly, nerves tingling with excitement. The tremors of anticipation coursed through me, and when Cayden inquired about my well-being, his concern felt like a gentle caress on my soul. I reassured him by telling him im fine. My reassurance felt like our independence bond together. I put my head on his chest while Cayden still had his arm around me. It was 4:00 and I still had time. As I gazed upon him, I couldn't help but marvel at his striking handsomeness. "How is it that you possess such captivating charm?" I inquired, my curiosity piqued. Cayden pondered for a moment, then responded with a hint of mischief in his voice. "Perhaps it is born out of defiance," he uttered. Ian, quick to interject, accused him of deceit. "You're just saying that to provoke me," Ian retorted. Unfazed, Cayden maintained his innocence. "I genuinely believe it to be true," he insisted. Ian, taken aback, felt his cheeks flush crimson and butterflies flutter wildly in his stomach. The same enchantment seemed to grip Cayden as well. Glancing at the clock, Ian realized the demands of work beckoned me. Reluctantly, I bid Cayden farewell and hurriedly prepared myself for the day ahead.