Michael's POV

We finished playing around with the guns. I won, of course. We're both drenched, only because Matthew is a sore loser. After I won, he sneak attacked me.

I'm in his apartment, drying my hair off. Matthew insisted I take off some of my clothes to dry. Only some! I still have my pants and white shirt on.

My shoes and socks are next to the couch. I'm standing, not wanting to get the couch wet.

Matthew's bedroom door opens. He comes out, shirtless, with a towel around his waist, revealing his V line.

I look away. He says, "Go ahead and look, Mikey. I'm all yours. "

I blush. He laughs and takes my hand. He lifts my chin to look at him. He kisses me softly.

I feel a chill run down my spine. He pulls me into an embrace. His arms wrapped around my waist, his face buried in my neck. I wrap my arms around his neck.

I think something's bothering him, but I don't know what. I don't say anything. I just hold on, not wanting to let go.

I feel his grip loosen. He kisses my neck softly. I ask,

"Are you okay, Matthew? "

He sighs and sits down. He gently pulls me with him. He rests his head on my shoulder and says,

"Whenever I'm with you, I feel perfect. "

Something is definitely bothering him. I won't pester him about it. I stand and say,

"Come on, Matthew. "

I extend my hand. He takes it. I lead him to his bedroom. I say,

"Let's sleep. "

He smiles and nods. I take off my shirt and remove my pants. Matthew stares at me. I blush and remove his towel, slowly.

He has an erection. I ignore it and get in the bed. Matthew follows. He wraps his arms around me. I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.

Sorry for the short part. I just really wanted to get another chapter in. Longer part next, I promise! :)