28: Everything Is Alright

❝ when it comes 2U, there's no crime, let's take both of our souls and intertwine ❞

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The alarm rings and wakes me up from my deep, calm slumber. My eyes peer open and I look around to see the light breeze coming in from the window-the curtain flying frequently. It's not dawn yet, but the sky is pale blue with a tint of grey, a serene silence enveloping us.

I sense deep breaths below me and when I finally take in where I am—I cannot help but smile widely. I'm currently lying on top of Ray, who has his left arm around my waist, his face buried in my chest and my left leg swung over his pelvis. Our bare, naked bodies entangled with each other, with a sheet to barely cover us left me blushing. A wide smile paints over my face as I take in his appearance-mouth wide open, drool dried up in the corners and hair sticking out in all directions.

Most importantly, his face isn't pulled into a scowl. He looks calm, at peace even, and I can't help but trace the strong lines which shape his face. His eyelids flutter and he groans, pulling me onto his chest again, only this time, he has his head buried in my chest. A hum leaves his lips, followed by a contended sigh and I really want to smack him for the position he's finding himself comfortable in, but instead, I drive my fingers through his dark, black locks, gently massaging his scalp.

I am shocked to see this side of Ray—I continue to see them everyday. And I can't help but fall in love with each one of them. But this side—this soft, happy side of him melts my heart the most and I feel my insides swell in happiness to see him happy. I would do anything to take his pain away but I also know very well that those are his battles to fight and all I can do is stand by his side firm and strong through it all.

"Why did you stop?" His head peeks up, his voice raspy and his eyes barely even open. I chuckle and continue to weave my fingers through his hair. "That feels so good." He almost moans. "I dont want this to end." I didn't either. I wanted us to stay in this happy little bubble forever and never come out of it. But we both knew all too well about life and it's never-ending challenges.

"It's almost 6. Do you want to maybe take a shower or something? My parents might be here soon." His grip on my waist tightens and he sighs, pulling himself away a little. I continue massaging his scalp, now pushing back the strands which have fallen onto his forehead quite gracefully.

"Yeah, after last night, shower is a must." At his words, a blush creeps up my neck and I instantly turn around and bury my face in the pillow. Deep chuckles voice out from behind me and feel myself admitting how hot they sound. A second later, he has flipped me around and encased me between his two arms which rest at the side of my face. I have no option but to look right into his eyes or close them shut. Of course, I go with the later.

"So fucking adorable." He mumbles and caresses my cheek with his thumb. My eyes flutter open and drown into his hazel brown ones, as we both dive into the happenings of last night through each other's eyes. I can see it all too well, his mouth on every inch of my skin and his fingers touching me where only one could imagine.

"How do you feel?" He questions after placing a soft kiss on my lips. I smile and nod, as if to tell him I'm more than happy, more than elated and more than at peace. "Words, baby. Did you forget what I taught you last night?" I laugh and shyly smack his arm but he says nothing, his face eager for my reaction.

"Really good." Shaking his head, he nuzzles his head in the crook of my neck and playfully bites me. As much as I love it, and I feel my heart swell at this new level of intimacy and comfortableness we've reached. I feel more than close to him, and more than connected to him after last night.

"I need more than that. Did I hurt you? Are you satisfied? Were there any things I should have not done or things you didn't like?" His face held a serious expression after he vouched for his feelings and I then know that he really wants to know about how my experience was genuinely, and out of concern.

With a small smile playing on my lips, I reply. "You did not hurt me and last night was something I cannot quite put into words. I've never felt more good and more wanted ever. You were so good to me, thank you." He breaks out into a wide smile and butterflies fly out and flutter happily around in my stomach. Ray smiling always catches me off guard. Always. "What about you? H—how was it for you?" I slap myself mentally for stuttering but I can't help but feel nervous. I didn't really have any experience before and it gnawed at the back of my mind.

"Baby it was everything for me. Everything. I swear to God, I have never felt these many emotions in a single night. Lust, desire, want, need, concern, care, worry and most importantly—love." He sounds so emotional, so excited and his tone is so soft as if he is determined to tattoo those words in my mind. He gulps and looks into my eyes, a swirl of emotions dancing through them.

"I said I love you last night. And I meant it. I almost said it when I was inside of you but then I stopped myself." I furrow my brows at that.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I didn't want you to feel that I was using you for sex. I meant what I said and I wanted you to feel my sincere emotions. I loved when we made love yesterday, I loved you when you shyly burried your head into my chest after it, I loved you when you thought I was sleeping and traced my face and I still love you as I'm telling you all of this." My eyes dampen and he swipes the pad of his thumb across the corners of my eyes.

"I'm not good with words, with emotions. This is probably the longest I've speaken about my feelings but when it comes to you, I want you to know how my heart beats everytime you smile. How my heart skips a beat when I see you watching me. How my heart melts a little as I watch you messily eating the McD burger. I seem to always notice these little things about you and it leaves me dumbfounded. How there's nothing less when it comes to you. Its always more. The intensity is so much."

A sob escapes my mouth and I wrap my arms around him as he presses a soft kiss on my forehead. This boy crept into my heart, grew up on me unnoticed despite his cold demeanor and now when he's telling me he loves me so much, my eyes tear up. I feel so loved and wanted in this moment. I feel so safe. All because of this soft but to the world cold, brown eyed tattooed boy.

"I love you, Ray. I do too. I think I did from the day I caught you bleeding on the staircase. And I love you through everything, through your dark parts as well as your bright parts." He smiles and picks me up so that I'm straddling his lap. My mouth meets his and we fall into the reverie yet again, a constant battle of tongue against tongue, passion against passion and his love against mine.

"I should hit the shower now." I nod at that and he slips off me to the bathroom, not before pressing a kiss to my lips. I roll over, pulling the covers to my chest and soaking the remnants of everything that happened last night. Subconsciously, my eyes drifted to the mirror on the wall and I was surprised by the glow that spread across my face. Something had changed about me, and I could see that.

The sudden ringing of my phone startled me as I picked it up to see mom calling. "June, darling!" Her excited voice flooded my ears and a smile made its way on my lips.

"What's up mom? Is dad back?" Sitting up on the bed, I questioned as she told me that they were currently on their way back and that they would arrive in Moordale in about an hour. As I settled my phone on the nightstand, I spotted Ray's phone sprawled on the floor, and when I clicked the power button, the screen still remained black.

Pulling on a t-shirt and panties, I walked over to the charger on my desk and plugged in his phone, which came to life in almost a minute—37 missed calls and about 21 messages from an unknown number sitting in the notifications. Curiosity took over me as my hand hovered above the text messages but I kept the phone down, respecting his privacy.

"Hey, what's up?" I turned around to see him leaning on the wall, water droplets dripping from his body and a towel hanging low on his hips. The black ink on his body was a stark contrast to his pale skin, and he looked smoking hot standing their all wet and tattooed in his glory. A small smirk pulled on his lips as he walked closer and closer, until I was trapped between the desk and him.

"Like what you see?" His voice was still raspy and deep as he stuffed his face in the crook of my neck, the water droplets from his wet hair sliding down my collarbone and in the valley of my breats. A shiver ran down my spine as he licked the soft skin below my ear, which was already sensitive from all the sucking and biting from last night.

"T—There were a lot of missed calls and text messages from an unknown number. I just plugged in your phone to charge it since its battery had died." He immediately pulled back, his face turning blank and his eyes flitting to the phone. I couldn't help but feel that something was off. "Is there something wrong? I didn't open them, I respect your privacy." Maybe I had pissed him off by touching something that wasn't mine.

His face softened at that and he shook his head lightly, pecking my lips. "I don't care if you go through my phone. I've got nothing to hide in on there. Its just that the numerous notifications from an unknown number confuses me." A wave of relief runs through my body and I nod.

"Then I'll go and clean up. I can make you a quick breakfast after it." He nods and smiles. I slip into the bathroom which is still warm and moisty from Ray's shower. Running the warm water down my back, a sigh escapes my lips at the calming effect the hot water has. My body aches, and my lower body throbs, and it almost stings when I wash it with warm water. Still, the muscles feel loose and good after the shower.

As I walk out of the bathroom, I spot Ray engrossed in reading something on his phone, with a scowl on his face. His eyebrows are furrowed and his jaw is clenched tightly, his knuckles white as he holds the phone in his right hand. His posture is rigid and tight, fury and anger lacing his face.

I gently walk up to him, half scared and half curious as to what's going on and what caused the sudden change in his mood. "H—Hey, you okay there?" His face turns up and his eyes soften a little bit, but the anger is still there.

"Yeah, I just—uhm, nothing actually." He places his phone down on the bed and pulls me in for a hug. There's something different about him and the way he holds me tightly as if he never wants to let me go or as if it's the last time he's going to be able to do that. He pulls back and stands up, gathering his belongings.

"Let me make you breakfast, you should eat before you le—" He cuts me off by placing a quick kiss on my lips. He then throws open the bedroom door and stomps down the stairs, as I follow him to see him pulling on his shoes.

"I—I gotta go, something urgent came up at home and anyways your parents will be coming back soon. It's better if I leave." This is very absurd because its still 7, and my parents will be back my 7:45.

"But—" He pulls me in for a hug and I hold him closer, a little afraid that he might have changed his mind now that he had me. Maybe I did something wrong. As if he can read what's going through my mind, he tilts my chin up to face him, his eyes full of love and worry.

"Baby," he coos, smiling. "You did nothing wrong so stop overthinking. Last night was perfect and today morning too. I've got work to do and you've got your dad to meet! Really, everything is fine okay?" I nod, pulling him closer again. His hand pats my back and draws circles there as my eyes close involuntarily.

"I love you and I'll see you on Monday, okay?" I nod.

"I love you." I say back and he smiles, which doesn't quite reach up his eyes but I can see he appreciates me saying that. He's out of the door a minute later and I stand on the porch, my insides screaming that no matter what he said, something is wrong.

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A/N: had this sitting in my drafts so why not? btw, the next few chapters are going to be...fun? hmm.

i have two books planned out over the span of this year and I have already started writing the first book which I'm going to be posting after irresistible is done with. its a boyxboy romance and I'm so excited to write it! would y'all read it? I hope everyone is open with different gender identities and if you're not, well, kindly leave and re-think gender.

+ please leave a vote and consider following me for updates, new book announcements and such! no pressure tho <3

ps: yes, Ray is bisexual. What about it? 🤨