Guess who is completely out of steam?! (0/0 GAY and CLOSED)

(skip to morning?)

(you know it!)

:)

Payton blinked sleepily as the alarm began to go off, finding himself partially on top of Kyle, one of his hands wrapped around his waist. He sighed softly and closed his eyes again, not wanting to get up or go to school.

"I'm up!" he yelled sitting up. "Time for school…" he stretched. "Good morning sexy."

“Stop yelling..it’s too early..” Payton muttered, squeezing his eyes shut and clinging to Kyle. “I want to sleep.”

"Yeah well, we need to go to school. Up, up." he stood up and pulled Payton off the bed. "I'll lend you some clothes."

Payton groaned loudly and got up, still holding onto Kyle. “But what’s the point anymore? We’re seniors. It doesn’t matter!” He complained, letting Kyle pull him around.

"You want to get into college right? You want us to be in the same college right?" Kyle kissed Payton softly.

"But I've already applied to college. They don't care anymore." Payton figured, resting his forehead on Kyle's shoulder. "And we're not going to the same college cause you're way smarter than me."

"What schools did you apply to that you've heard from." Kyle asked while handing him clothes for him to change into.

"None of them yet. Any day now though.." He replied quietly, taking the clothes and begging to walk away to change.

Kyle started to change. "You'll hear from them soon!" he yelled through the bathroom door. "I'll head downstairs to make breakfast." he did as he said walking down to the kitchen.

Payton got dressed and ready for the day while he made breakfast, glad that Kyle’s clothes somewhat fit him. He made his way downstairs and hopped onto the counter, watching Kyle with a small grin.

“What?” He asked grinning back.

"You're just cute. That's all. " Payton giggled, reaching over and ruffling his hair. "When are we leaving?"

"after we eat. It shouldn't be too long. Only making eggs." he cracked two eggs, mixed them, and put them on the pan. "Do you want bacon?"

"No thank you, I don't eat meat." He answered happily, swinging his legs back and forth.

“Since when?” He asked flipping the eggs.

"Mm…I was probably 10 or 11. Have I never mentioned it?" He asked with a quiet laugh, hopping down and walking over to hug Kyle from behind.

“No you did not mention it,” he laughed and pecked Payton. “They are ready!” He yelled and put them into two plates.

(Wait I thought they were at Kyle's house?)

(Shusshhhhhhhh…..I definitely knew that……)

(lolll)

Payton pressed a kiss to his cheek and took the food, beginning to eat. "When are your parents getting back home?" He asked, leaning against the counter.

"Tommorow night. Why do you want to know," he smirked starting to eat. "Want any pepper or salt?"

“I’m just wondering!” Payton replied with a grin. Shaking his head and staying silent while they ate, helping Kyle clean up the dishes afterwards.

“Ready to go?” Kyle did fixes his hair in the mirror next to the door.

Payton had ran back to his house to grab his things but came back quickly, nodding. “Yup! Are we driving?” He asked, leaning over to kiss Kyle lovingly. “You look stunning.” He murmured.

"Thank you." he leaned down and kissed his lips. "You look handsome yourself. My clothes suit you, let's walk." he wrapped his arm around Payton's should and laced their fingers. Kyle opened the door and walked out with his boyfriend.

Payton grinned and began walking. “They’re very comfy.” He giggled, a little bounce in his step as they walked. “You should let me keep them.” He suggested.

He laughed, “Never, no offense, but no,” Kyle answered. “They do look cute on you, but no. I like my clothes. How about this I’ll give you any clothes that are too small for me.”