Wrong Room (Dec.)

Sleepovers weren’t something Declyn was necessarily used to. On occasion he’d gone to a friend’s house back in Ireland, but rarely did he like to sleepover and his parents had always been weird about people sleeping over at their house too. Dec never really understood why, but nonetheless, they were weird about it. So after the whole movie night thing, with only half of his mind working, Dec hadn’t really understood why Cam couldn’t spend the night. Danielle hadn’t minded, and had promptly locked her door to make sure Cameron didn’t end up in there because after a short amount of time, Dec had realized Cam was that type.

What he hadn’t expected was Cam coming into his room.

Declyn could have slept for at least another half hour or so. Possibly longer. He was dead beat and just not an early riser. It didn’t help that he always had a dream at night. There was not one day since his manifestation that he’d slept dream/nightmare free. At the moment, he was dreaming of a flying monkey, like that movie uhm Wizard of something or other. Unlike that movie however, these monkeys were cute and fluffy and went swooping past his head as he walked the Hammel school grounds. One swept low and before he knew it, the monkey was gripping his face with its paw.

But it felt so real!

His eyes slid open and he realized that it was real. He swatted at the hand and rolled off the bed, “What the bloody hell! What are ye doin’ in meh room?!” Declyn scrambled up and noticed he was only in his green plaid boxers. Covering his body with his hands as much as he could, he frowned, “The hell!”

Okay, the fact that Cameron was incredibly attractive was completely beside the point. He was in Dec's room and Dec didn't invite people into his room, not unless it was for pure reasons only. This just didn't seem pure. Then again, nothing could be pure with Cam. Everything about Cam screamed sinful and wrong, and yet it was what made Declyn like him so much as a person. He just didn't seem to care.

Still. The fact that he was in Dec's bed now, it freaked the Irish boy out a bit. He wasn't exactly sure of his sexuality, and though he was pretty positive he liked girls, he was unsure of how he felt towards guys. There were a few that seemed to catch his eye, some like Cameron for example, but he'd never really thought of a guy that way before. And it was far too early for him to really be able to.

As Cam giggled, Declyn just shook his head. What was funny about this? Well besides the fact that Dec had sorta slipped out of bed and also was jumping around in his boxers, very animated this morning. "Me in yer bed? Newsflash Cam, yer in my room. This is my bed and you are in it."

This seemed to just make Cam laugh more and a smile flashed across Dec's face. Maybe it was a little funny. "I don't want to cuddle, I want me bed backkkk," He dragged out the word in a half-asleep groggy groan. The compliment sent heat flooding to his cheeks and he grabbed the pillow that fell off of his bed along with him and chucked it at Cam, "C'mon Cammmm, I wanna sleep!"

As comfortable as Declyn was with people, he wasn't a huge fan of people seeing him when he was not decent. Now, if it were Odion speaking, he'd said Declyn hardly ever looked decent because his fashion sense was lacking. But still, Dec liked at least being showered and dressed fully before anyone saw him. At this point, his hair was still a little ruffled, sticking up in random places. He was shivering due to lack of clothing and grouchy due to lack of wakefulness. Hence the reason he was a little grumpy with Cam hogging his bed.

Declyn rolled his eyes, "My deal is the fact that I got a face full of hand and it's too damn early to be talking." Wasn't that reason enough to be a grouch? Besides, he was definitely not a morning person. The way Cam looked lying in Dec's bed wasn't all bad. In fact, Declyn sort of liked it. Hello, hot guy in bed, sleeping and wanting to cuddle? Definitely not a bad thing.

Declyn raised an eyebrow, "Okay fine, but if I push ye off, it's yer own damn fault. And no grab hands, it's too early for that." He plopped down on the bed, and yanked the covers so that he could envelope his half-naked body in them. This whole cold weather thing wasn't for him. He preferred heat because his nipples were hard enough to cut glass when it got cold.

Honestly, if anyone asked Declyn if he thought he was good looking, he'd just shrug. He knew he wasn't ugly per se, but that didn't mean he thought he was anything special. Sure, he had a pretty decent body, he would work out on occasion. He had a decent smile. His style according to his brother was lacking, but it suited him fairly well. Over all, he thought himself average. Had anyone ever said he was hot, he'd probably look at them like they were insane. If he knew what Cam was thinking, that look would be on his face now.

But that didn't mean he couldn't think that of Cameron. Cam had blue eyes, very nice blue eyes. He had a damn nice body and his smile...he'd rather not get into that for fear of something coming up....*hint hint*. Dec wasn't comfortable enough to actually say anything like that to him though. Declyn was a flirt, naturally, but if he tried it just came out all wrong. If he didn't think about the fact that he might actually sorta have a teensy bit of a crush on Cameron, then he'd be able to flirt with no problem.

It was when he got to thinking about him and Cam as a possible thing that his flirting went downhill.

Once he got comfortable, his eyes slid shut and he felt Cam scoot closer and cuddle next to him. Declyn had never cuddled. Not with anyone. So the arm that was across his waist had him a little shocked. But he played it cool and just folded his arm behind his head. "More often than not, unless I'm just too tired in which case I take one as soon as I get up. Why?" He asked peeking at Cam through one eye.

Declyn couldn't help himself, as Cameron's eyes slid shut and the other boy cuddled closer, he watched him. In sleep everyone always looked younger, it was that way in dreams as well. All of the stress and exhaustion that made up reality wasn't present in most dreams. The only time it ever showed was in nightmares. Nightmares seemed to show you at your worst. But looking down at Cameron, his features were softened and innocent, his breathing even. Dec smiled faintly at the other boy.

After a few moments, his own eyes slid shut and he slipped further under the covers, unintentionally cuddling closer to Cameron in the process. He was merely inches away from the other boy, but sleep kept him from reacting in any way other than sighing in content as he fell into unconsciousness.

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The student lounge was empty for the most part. Surprising due to the fact that everyone was always taking up space in the lounge, at least in the times that the Irish boy had wandered in there. Now it seemed that the few people that had been playing a game of pool walked out as he entered. They left him alone to sit in the lounge and appraise it for what it was worth. Declyn knew he was dreaming, there was a sort of pastel haze around the edges of his vision.

Just as he was about to sit, he heard footsteps coming closer. The sound was familiar and for some reason Dec knew he could pick those footsteps out from anyone else's. He'd only heard them recently, but the sound of them coming closer with each step had Declyn smiling. His eyes wandered up to find Cameron strolling up to him. Before he could even say a word, Cam leaned in real close, his eyes locked with Dec's. For a moment, Declyn couldn't move, couldn't breathe. Cam leaned in closer...

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Stirring slightly, Declyn's eyes slid open as the dream ended. It was only a dream. He sighed quietly as he watched the other boy sleep once more. How could Cameron still be sleeping? Dec's whole body ached from sleeping so long. He stretched his arms, careful not to disturb the younger boy.

Just a dream.

Feeling the younger boy cuddle closer, Declyn tried to get rid of his previous thoughts. Honestly, being a guy wasn’t as easy as girls made it out to be. He just hoped very desperately that Cam wouldn’t notice… But his luck had turned on him. His hope vanished and he nearly died right there of embarrassment.

Cam’s comment had Declyn blushing furiously. He took the pillow from behind his head and placed it carefully over the ‘banana’ in his pants. Then he threw his arms over his face and frowned. Worst sleepover experience ever. How could this possibly be happening to him? It wasn’t like he’d ever had this happen over a guy before! Why now? Why why why!!

Dec peeked from behind his arms and glanced at Cameron. He sighed and cracked a shy smile before answering, “Uhm would both work? Because I do believe I have a banana in my pants and well…” He left it at that, too afraid to admit that he was rather happy that Cameron hadn’t disappeared along with his dream.

It wasn't that Cameron was inexperienced, he was just a little less experienced than most guys his age. Especially with other guys. He was so used to flirting with girls and fooling around with girls, but never once had he really fooled around with a guy. Or had a sleepover quite like this. It was a whole new experience for him and honestly, he was nervous about the whole thing. He hated seeming like some scared little virgin boy (even if that's what he was).

Declyn really was itching to wrap his arms around Cameron, to pull the other boy closer and nuzzle his cheek. But how could he without fumbling like a moron? Dec was smooth when it came to words, not actions. It'd be a whole lot easier if he could walk the walk as well as he talked the talk. If only there was a How to.. book on figuring out how to make the first move on the same sex because you have no idea what you're doing. If one didn't come out soon, Declyn was going to write it himself...once he figured it out.

"Good at what? Nothing happened..." unfortunately he added in his mind. If only he hadn't gotten woken up. If only he could manipulate his own dreams. Dec turned his face towards Cam, "Too bad though, 'cause I was rather lookin' forward to it."