5.20 amby Marea67
: The boys aren't mine. Just borrowing. Written with love, not for money.Summary:
It's 5.20 am and.... just read it.
The sun peeks through the leaves, which create a green roof over their camping spot. Scotty can hear the birds sing. It’s only 5.20 in the morning and it’s too early for the usual buzzing insects, so their noise isn’t too persistent yet. If you listen carefully you can hear the road that travels through this forest, but it’s too far away to really annoy Scotty.
He pretends it’s a babbling brook and that he and Kevin are the only two people on this planet. They certainly were last night, together in their tent, after making love like there was no tomorrow…. The memory of the satisfaction makes Scotty lazy and he closes his eyes to take in the sound of the world around him.
The zipper of the tent takes him out of his reverie and he sees how Kevin sticks his head out of the tent.
“It’s cold without you.” He complains, still half asleep, his hair sticking in all directions.
“Come here.” Scotty smiles and he reaches out to Kevin.
Kevin crawls out of their tent to nearly tumble into Scotty’s arms, because he’s still a little unsteady on his legs. He sits down in Scotty’s arms, his back against Scotty’s chest. Scotty wraps his blanket around Kevin and himself so they can keep warm.
“Better?” Scotty asks. Kevin hums in reply.
“You know I love you, right?” Scotty says. “That is why I’m so happy you’re here with me.”
“Well, I didn’t want you to think that I wouldn’t make a sacrifice for you…..” Kevin teases softly.
“Yes. For you to give up all the luxuries…. No car, no tv, no telephone….”
“You forget the no good bed, no hot shower… Though there’s something hot about sex on an air-mattress.”
“Isn’t there?” Scotty smiles and he can hear a soft laughter from Kevin as well.
Kevin turns a bit in Scotty’s arms, so his head can rest against Scotty’s chest.
“I like being in your arms.” Kevin tells Scotty in a soft voice, almost as if he’s too shy to admit it.
“And I like holding you.” Scotty whispers, his lips in Kevin’s hair.
The sun becomes stronger and warmer on Scotty’s blanket, but Kevin doesn’t notice. Safe in Scotty’s arms he has fallen asleep again and Scotty goes back to enjoying the silence of the forest, with Kevin in his arms, and he know that this moment is about as close to perfection as he’ll ever get.