Conflicted (Boyxboy)

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"OMG, mercy!!" He exclaimed as he started falling off of the sofa and I just laughed at him.

"THAT'S what you get for attacking an unarmed man!" I exclaimed with a chuckle before placing the pillow on his chest and sitting on it. "Hmm, you make an okay sofa." I teased before noticing he'd grabbed his pillow again.

"Oi!" I growled and tried to grab it from him but he just pushed me off of him when I became unbalanced. 

I pouted when he then sat on me instead and smiled down at me.

"Hmm you make a good couch." He teased and I rolled my eyes at him.

"Get off you have a bony arse!" 

"Rude, my ass is well rounded thank you very much!" 

I grimaced when he elbowed my stomach as he then lay on me instead, crossing his arms over my chest and resting his chin on them.

"Bit too narrow to be a bed. Queen Fabulous deserves better." He huffed and I scoffed.

"Bitch, I won. If you weren't such a sore loser! You get no points for that!"

"Fine, you can be Queen, but I'll be King, and Prince at the same time. And Knight Fabulous as well." He joked making me chuckle.

"Sure, go for it. Don't think you can handle that though." 

"Hmm, I'm unsure if I'd be able to handle my Queen." He teased and I scoffed.

"QUEEN'S handle themselves!" 

"Uh huh sure." He replied before yawning. "Tired." He stated before resting his head on his arms and I huffed.

"You're constricting my breathing. Why don't you go to bed?" 

"Hmm, good idea. But it's nicer down here."

"What's so bad about the spare room?"

"Er, it's scary, and dark, and large, and lonely and NO." 

"Seriously?"

"What? How about you spend the night in there then?"

"Um, no thanks."

"EXACTLY."

"You've never even been in there for more than a minute, you may warm up to it."

"Highly unlikely." 

"Are you afraid of the dark or something?" 

"Yes."

"Aww, cute."

"I am cute aren't I." He replied making me laugh, it kind of hurt with him on top of me though.

"Well cutie can stay in my room if he really wants to then."

"Really??" He looked up and smiled at me like an excited child.

"Uhh, sure."

"YAY!! Thanks!" He chirped before pecking me on the cheek and standing up.

I sat there and rubbed my cheek with a blush before rolling my eyes and following after him.

More than slightly strange.

-

I sighed as I stared at my bedroom ceiling. The lighting in here was so warm and nostalgic, but it only made me anxious. 

Alex was in the en-suite because he had randomly decided to have a shower, late at night. Why.

"Riley I really can't work out how to use this shower!" Alex said after opening the door. I looked over and then turned away with an exasperated expression.

"Put a towel on and I'll show you." I exclaimed while rubbing my brow and he chuckled.

"Oh yeah." 

"Why are you showering at night anyway? Surely it's better to shower in the morning, wake yourself up and everything?" I asked as I walked over, obviously after I was sure he was decent.

"Um, no way, got to wash off all of the day's grime before you go to sleep!"

"That makes no sense, and you've been messing around with the wrong bloody handle!" 

"Doesn't look very bloody..."

"Hah. You're a real comedian."

"There it should work now." I said and he turned the handle to turn on the shower.

I stared at him with a flat expression as I was soaked by the shower stream.

"Ah, oopsies." He exclaimed while wincing and I rolled my eyes at him. 

"Hope it goes cold." I commented as I walked out of the room and heard him chuckle. 

"Thank you!"

-

I was lying on my front looking at my phone when Alex had finally finished in the shower. 

"You know it's like passed midnight now right?" I asked him flatly without looking away from my phone and he seemingly just yawned in response.

"Why is it so warm in here? I thought it would be chilly at least." He asked as he moved around in the corner of the room. Probably changing so I didn't look over.

"I made them install extra heating in here when I was a child."

"Why not just have extra thick PJ's?"

"I hated PJ's. I always just wear my boxers to bed." 

"What, even when you were younger?"

"Yeah. What's the point in having clothes to sleep in? Just have thick covers or better heating."

"You're strange. I love the feeling of new, soft pyjamas." He stated as he thumped down next to me on the bed, making me look at him.

"Really? So why aren't you wearing any now?" 

"Um, because its warm in here. And Matías didn't buy any for us...I think."

"The bag hasn't been opened so you haven't checked." I pointed out and he rolled his eyes at me.

"He probably hasn't and I'm lazy so sue me."

"Sure. And you're right."

"Right about what?"

"You do have a well rounded arse."