I'm Yours (Cameron.)

Declyn was pretty sure he was in love with Cam. He hadn’t admitted it to anyone and he had barely been able to say it in his mind until just recently, but he was positive he did. It would explain the reason that just looking at Cameron had Declyn feeling much better than he had before. It explained his reaction to hearing about another guy making moves on his boyfriend. And it explained the way his heart hammered against his chest whenever he was with Cam.

He hadn’t been able to tell Odion how serious he was about his relationship, but he had a feeling Odion wouldn’t want to know anyway. Just like he didn’t want to know the extent of which Odion cared for Lani. Dec didn’t hate the telekinetic anymore, but that didn’t mean he was a fan of his brother’s infatuation with him either. Standing there, looking at Cam, he didn’t care what Odion thought about his relationship.

Laughing weakly at Cameron’s comment, he nodded and rubbed the back of his neck. Why did he still feel like crying? He was finally with Cameron and yet all he wanted was to curl up in his boyfriend’s arms and cry. But he couldn’t do that because he wanted to be strong. Internalizing everything was what Dec usually did and eventually he was bound to explode and break, but he didn’t care as long as that happened when he was alone. Unfortunately, Cam caught him and he looked down, “No. I’m fine.”

Declyn noticed how Cam angled his body to block his view of the bed, but he didn’t really pay much attention to what it was. He squeezed Cameron’s fingers before he wrapped his arms around the younger boy and buried his face in his shoulder. The tears hadn’t completely gone away and as he hugged Cam the filled his eyes again. He didn’t know why this time, but he didn’t care anymore.

Declyn shook his head in denial. Nope he was totally telling the truth. Wasn’t it obvious? He bit his lip and looked at Cameron, his cheeks damp from the few tears that had escaped his eyes. He said nothing and just hugged Cameron tighter. He was sweaty and gross and in desperate need of that shower, but at this point all he wanted was to hug Cam. Feeling his boyfriend’s lips brush against his cheek, he relaxed a little and pulled back to wipe his eyes.

Cameron’s question sparked Declyn’s curiosity and he raised an eyebrow. He sure as hell hoped that someone was him because if not, things were about to get super awkward. Biting down on his lip, Dec was reluctant to let Cam go. Usually he wasn’t a clingy boyfriend, but this was different, he wasn’t clinging on purpose, he just was unwilling to be separated from Cam.

“S-sure,” He nodded and made to sit on the blonde’s bed. Dec kicked off his shoes and pulled his knees up to his chest as he sat there watching Cam. “Is this m-my present?” He cursed himself for stuttering and rested his chin on top of his knees.

Ducky looked at Cam questioningly before moving to see the picture frame that he very nearly had been sitting on. “Oops,” He said with a shy smile as he appraised it. A picture frame was very fitting for Declyn due to the fact that he was constantly taking pictures. The picture that would be going into this frame would be of him and Cam though and he would add it to the frames that sat on his bedside table. As if he needed anymore pictures of Cam around his room, but well, he did. At this rate he was going to seem like a friggin stalker because of all the pictures he had hanging up of his boyfriend.

As Cam began strumming the guitar, Dec watched him, secretly swooning because his boyfriend had some serious talent. Then he began with the lyrics and as he sang, Dec’s chest tightened. The line with his nickname made him smile. It was Cam who’d given him that nickname and somehow it had stuck over the past few months. But Dec only liked it when Cam called him Ducky.

The last line made Declyn’s heart lurch forward and he was sure it was audible. The blond had beat him to it. His expression softened and when Cam quit playing, Declyn leaned over and kissed the blond boy. “I love you, too, Cammy.” He pecked his boyfriend’s lips again and with all his previous problems gone from his mind, he smirked wickedly. “So about that shower?” He whispered in Cam’s ear, his face reddening.

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Lying in Cameron’s bed, eyes on the picture frame that he’d been given, Declyn smiled. After the night he had just had, today was seeming like a do nothing day. He felt like just sprawling out on Cam’s bed with him and cuddling. Who knew, maybe he’d get around to telling Cam about the conversation he’d had with Odion before he came over last night.

Dec ran his fingers down Cam’s back as he watched the younger boy sleep. His body was a little achy, but he was blissfully unaware of the world around him. Seriously it was starting to feel like being in someone else’s dream, except it was more like one of his own. As he watched Cameron sleep, he debated on whether he wanted to use his ability on Cam’s dreams and make him start dreaming about the night before, but Declyn didn’t really like using his ability and it would only add to his hallucinations.

Instead, he nuzzled Cam’s cheek and tightened his arms around the boy while he waited for him to get up.