Don't leave.

Caleb's POV

I lay on my newly claimed bed but my tears finally burst out. I remembered the entire day clearly in my head. I remembered seeing a new outlook of Jadon, learning a bit more about him as well as having fun with him today.

I loved talking to him much more than I remember and he was listening to all I got to say. I vented at times or said bad jokes but he didn't have a negative opinion on it. He went along with my silly whims. I had so much fun that I really didn't pay attention to how suspicious the workers' expressions were. I thought they did laugh at times but when I looked they did have awkward forced expressions on them.

They probably had been asked to keep this a secret. I started to realize how much Jadon really understood me, much more than I thought. He even thought that I would definitely refuse if he offered to buy all the clothes that I tried on, so he did it in secret instead. I definitely would or would result in trying out the bare minimum. He had me fully figured out.

I was actually surprised that the workers were actually done with the room when they left in the morning. Maybe it was my unconscious hope probably because I sleep better in Jason's room. I possibly felt reluctant to move to my own room.

I thought that it was such a nice feeling to have someone think of you, not expecting anything out of you and being appreciated. I was sure that at that moment I felt it. I was so happy that I cried. I wanted to hug him and tell him how grateful I am but it came out as me rumbling some things. I couldn't even look him in the eyes anymore. I fell asleep in the middle of my thoughts.

I woke up as usual. That is, very early in the morning. This was my rising time back at my home. I still couldn't figure out why sleeping on his bed made it so different.

I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water when I was startled by a sleeping Jadon on the coach. He had curled up like a cat but had a hand falling loose. I really had to take a picture of this. For some reason, it too, seemed right to do it. Maybe I would make fun of him later, but something told me that it wasn't really the reason, feeling that I needed an excuse. It was way outside of what I would usually do.

I picked him up and moved him to his room. He weighed lighter than I imagined. I placed him on the bed, careful as not to wake him. I was not ready to deal with a grumpy Jadon. Morning especially.

I remember this bed was where I let down all my guard with no anxiety. I was in the middle of covering him when he grabbed my sleeve.

"D-don't leave. " He mumbled with a pale face. I was curious what he dreamt of to make him like this.

Giving up on that thought, I had an excuse for staying here. I just needed a reason to stay here and he gave me one. A sensible one at that. I probably sound pretentious and clingy, but what of it. I had a taste of absolute peace and tranquility, something even my own home wouldn't give me. Here it was and I was not going to say no for my useless pride.

I slowly pulled up the other half of the blanket and slid right in. As I was almost drowning in my slumber I was held rather firmly by his surprisingly tight hold. I couldn't shake him off. He buried his face in my chest and snuggled more, even his legs somehow made a knot with mine.

I was feeling overly hot right now. I couldn't push him away in fear that I might wake him up. I feared his morning moods more than the heat right now. I awkwardly stayed still until it occurred to me that I was only getting numb by doing so. I gave in to instinct and hugged him back. I loosened my board-stiff body to fully be compatible with our position.

I was rubbed in the wrong places and I have to admit that I was flustered by the sudden contact. My conscience could not tolerate having such thoughts towards my friend and it was immediately dispelled. I finally closed my heavy eyelids in his embrace.