Love Among the Pizza Boxes

I actually fell asleep combing my fingers through Riku’s hair.
I hope he doesn’t mind.
I had a weird dream that night.
A dream that I won’t go into much detail with because I think I was giving Riku a blow job.
It was a little scary.
I don’t think I’ll tell him about my dream.
Because that would be awkward.
So I woke up at around ten-ish.
Suddenly I’m happy about taking the early shifts, that way I get Fridays off.
Riku’s still passed out on my stomach.
“Hello in there…” I grab his head with both of my hands and peer over at his face.
Riku groans, but doesn’t wake up all the way.
“Five more minutes…”
I pull the hair away from his ear and blow in it.
“Wake up…”
He meekly takes a swipe at my face and misses.
So I remember something someone did in a movie.
And so I do it.
I stick my tongue in his ear.
Riku squirms and takes another swipe at my face.
He misses again.
He’s awake now though.
So kiss his slightly damp ear and lay my head back on his couch again.
“Sleep well?” I ask him.
“Mhmm,” he mumbles. “You?”
“Uh…” I think of my dream. “Yep.”
“Cool…” And then he sighs. And rubs his ear.
“…You know you liked it.”
I’m kidding.
Spitty ears aren’t too fun.
But that’s just my personal opinion because one time Zermine stuck her tongue and my ear and it was disgusting.
“Mhmm…” he mumbles again, still rubbing his ear.
“Oh…Is the poor baby tired…?”
I grin over at him.
He nods and smiles sleepily. “Mhmm.”
Oh, he’s adorable…
I continue to smile.
I sigh.
And then I sit back again.
And I think about last night.
Not me losing my top because that was completely embarrassing.
I didn’t appreciate what the pool did.
Though I’m sure Riku got a kick out of it.
But then I think about the things we said.
Riku, do you really love me?
Was I dreaming that?
Did the pool never even happen?
Maybe this is a dream too, and when I open my eyes, I’ll be home alone and Riku will be nothing but a sweet dream.
“Riku?”
Really?
You’re not seriously considering asking him?
“Yeah?” He tilts his head back to try and look at me.
“…Am I dreaming?”
Well. Okay.
Cool.
That’s cool.
He shakes his head. “No. I don’t think so. Because otherwise, we’re dreaming the same thing.”
I smile at him.
I really do love him.
“…And, Riku?”
“Yeah?”
“Last night-“
Here we go-
“Was I dreaming then?”
“What part of last night?”
“Riku?”
“Yeah,” he says.
“I love you.”
There I go.
I really hope I wasn’t dreaming.
Riku smiles and shifts himself so he’s facing me. “I love you, too.”
And then I smile really big because I can’t help myself.
I sigh, content.
Contentment.
What a concept.
As the Beatles say: All you need is love.
And here I am.
Sitting on a couch.
With the boy I love smiling up at me.
And this is the first time I’ve really fallen in love.
And I’m scared.
But the smile on Riku’s face makes me feel like I shouldn’t be.
So I think I’ll believe him.
Riku scoots himself up so he’s face-to-face with me.
And he just holds me close.
And this is when I realize that he’s a much bigger person than I am.
Because I’m a bit like an oversized child in his arms.
Except- I think I’m more child-sized because I’ve been this big since 7th grade.
So I stay quiet in his arms and try not to think about the fact that he could probably crush the ever-loving life out of me.