Camp Closeted

Chapter 45: Strawberry Tongue

I comfortably laid back against my bed as I've done nothing but sleep and eat today. Be productive?

Who's even crazy enough to do such a thing.

The cabin has been entirely empty this whole evening as everyone was probably going to that drive-in

theater tonight.

Not being able to talk and have Benny and his explosive personality by me right now made me realize

how much I truly cherish him as a best friend. Not being with him genuinely felt like there was missing

piece to a puzzle and I didn't know what to do.

This drive-in theater bullshit better end quick because I need my best friend back.

It felt like everyone except for me was going, which was kinda sad because I actually wanted to go with

Benny or Jesse. Whatever, I can't even be sad right now because I am happy for Keanu being able to

take Benny. I know they're probably starting to like each other and whatever makes Benny happy,

makes me happy too.

I felt like a complete slug as I waited for Jesse to reply to my text of whether or not he wanted to go.

I rolled my eyes at my stupidity as I totally forgot that Jesse didn't have a car. I feel so dumb right now

that I don't even wanna know what he just sent back.

Oh well, whatever.

I found my face crinkling now as I felt like I was talking to a baby. He can't even bother to finish spelling

out his words correctly and it slightly bothered me.

I quickly threw my phone to the side as I was genuinely bothered now. That was the dumbest

conversation I've ever had with him and It made me actually doubt if it was even him, that's just how

dumb it was.

All of a sudden, the sound of quick footsteps entered the cabin, my eyes landing on a sweaty shirtless

Jesse that had the most charmingly teasing smile ever, and I hated every single thing about it.

I glared at him as I buried my body deeper underneath my blanket, his blue eyes shimmering my way

as his face was brightly burning from probably just coming back from doing some type of sport. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Jesse tried to hold in a laugh as his slightly messy black hair that was shining from sweat bounced

towards me.

An awkward silence broke out between us as he was the only one visibly amused by that incredibly

stupid conversation.

His abs and v-line that demanded strong attention flexed beside me as his hands were rummaging on

top of his bed for something.

I awkwardly glanced down at my blanket as he proceeded to throw a black tank top on, a smile still

embedded on his face. It was so annoyingly attractive that it made me feel so conflicted about my

emotions.

"So we're ignoring each other now?" He smirked, leaning against another bunk bed as he looked at

me.

"Who said anything about ignoring each other?" I looked at him. "You're just annoying."

Jesse clicked his mouth as he threw his head up. "Micah don't be like that." He deeply chuckled.

"Don't be like what?" My voice audibly sounded bothered as he chucked louder. "It's not my fault you're

annoying, seriously." I added, watching him walk towards me now.

Jesse quickly brought himself towards me as the scent of his sweat mixing in with his cologne smelled

like mint and spicy vanilla. He generally always smelled like cinnamon, shampoo, pine cones and warm

honey and everything was just a lot to process now that he smelled, subtly more attractive. "Don't be

mad at me." His deep voice whispered against my ear as his soft lips slowly trailed down against my

neck and closer to my mouth.

"No get away, you're gross." I moved away from him.

Jesse playfully widened his mouth at me. "Am I?"

"Yea." I let out harshly.

"Then why aren't you stopping me?" He seductively whispered against my skin, his hand beginning to

pull down my blanket to expose my body even more.

I felt shivers grow around me as I tried to move back away from our closeness. My cheek rapidly

burned as I brushed them away, his hand holding onto my chin to pull me closer. "I'm never gonna text

you ever again." I softly spoke as he breathily laughed.

"No?" His voice let out against my ear, sounding a lot more high pitched this time as if he was trying to

make me do something.

"No." I shook my head only a little, becoming overwhelmed at the radiating heat from his body being so

close to mine.

"Hm?" He enticingly asked once more, making my head begin to feel all mushy inside and making my

skin melt against the warmth of his.

Just before I could've said no again, Jesse quickly met his lips with mine, the familiar taste of him

surrounding around my mouth as I couldn't fight it for some reason. Jesse let out a deep but gentle

groan out of desperation as I felt his soft tongue command me to kiss him back.

All blood rushed to my head now as if he wanted to me to bleed. He knew I was going to and knowing

he wanted me so badly that he didn't care whether I bled or not oddly began to turn me on so much.

Our heads rocked against each other as his body fully went top of me now, his mouth no longer trying

to be slow and passionate, this time being more dangerously agile.

Jesse's strong muscular arms caged me against my bed as I ran my hand through his incredibly soft

yet slightly damp hair.

After awhile, both of my hands then pushed against Jesse's hardened chest as my lips broke away

from him since I was clearly out of breath, his soft heated lips trailing down against my neck. I felt like

my head was about to explode as he began to rub his chiseled body against mine.

"J-Jesse." I breathily laughed as I began to push his reluctant head away. "My nose is gonna bleed."

"Mmmno!" Jesse adorably moaned against my skin as I was laughing a lot harder now.

"Jesse seriously stop I'm gonna slap you!" I gasped the second he tried tickling me now as if I was

some child.

"No you wouldn't!" He teased as I was thrashing my body around, away from him. "You're weak!" He

was now tickling me, biting his lip as I playfully cried out from so many points of my body being pressed

against my will.

I despised the feeling of getting tickled and Jesse doing it was no exception.

My hand rapidly swung against his cheek as I tried to hold in my laughter, shock spread across his face

as his cheek rapidly reddened.

I let out my held in explosion of laughter as his face looked so funny shocked. "Oh so now you're just

gonna slap me like that?" He rapidly jumped closer to me, his hands now forcefully poking my sides

which made me squeal.

"Jesse! No!" I rapidly jumped off my bed as I was tiredly laughing, watching him lay down my bed now.

"Fuck you, that's my bed, go on yours."

Jesse yawned as his body stretched against my bed, his shirt slightly rising up, exposing me his body

once again. "I love your bed so much." He quickly yawned out, resting his muscles behind his head.

"Why are you so muscular? I mean, not so so muscular, but you're body is so fit. That can't possibly be

just from doing sports." I couldn't help but ask as I just stared at him in all of his glory. "I swear I never

see you at the gym or anything." I added.

"You never see me go because I only go super late. It helps out a lot when I can't sleep." He smirked,

quickly sitting up. "Why, is it noticeable?" He quickly flexed his arms, defining his biceps even further as

my mouth unintentionally dropped.

"Little bit, yea." My cheeks remained reddened as I quickly spoke again. "So, what are your plans for

tonight?"

I wonder if Jesse was gonna ask to take me out to an actual date this time because I definitely would

say yes and I know he's been thinking about it because he brought it up at the frozen yogurt place.

Jesse quickly shot his ocean blue eyes up as he let out a humming noise to make it known that he was

thinking. "Hmm, well."

Please bring it up..

Please bring it up...

Fuck, please bring it up...

"Well, since you don't wanna play basketball with me, I'm probably just gonna go meet up with Miles

and Niko and play with them." He simpered as my smile slowly faded away. "You good?" He asked,

probably noticing my sudden mood swing.

I quickly nodded as I tried to artificially recreate my smile. "Y-yea, I'm good. I'm probably just gonna go

lay down here and watch YouTube or something."

Jesse adorably stuck out his underlip as his eyes looked around the quiet cabin. "Alright."

"Alright." I awkwardly replied back.

Jesse slowly nodded his head as I nodded my head also, an awkward wave of silence quickly coming

over us. "You know.." Jesse began, quickly making my eyebrows furrow down at his long pause.

"Know what?"

Jesse bit his lip as if what he was about to say was already written on his dilated pupils. "Never mind."

He waved off, strands of his beautifully black hair falling onto the side of his face.

"No, tell me."

"It's awkward as hell to talk about."

"Jesse just say it."

He just quietly laughed to himself as he laid back down against my bed. "It's not even important, I

already forgot what I was about to say."

"Liar."

Jesse surrendered his hands up into the air as his laugh grew louder. "No Micah really, I'm serious. I

just actually forgot what I was about to say."

"Whatever."

I quietly sighed to myself as I wondered about what flavor I should get. I felt genuinely happy there

weren't any people here but me, meaning I had time to just relax and take my time.

Cookies and Cream maybe?

I still like Piña Colada but I have it every time Jesse and I would come here together, and that's almost

everyday.

I might as well just get strawberry since I'm craving it all of a sudden.

I pulled down the lever as a familiarly smooth voice that appeared from the counter took my attention

only for a second. "Getting frozen yogurt in this type of weather seems a little strange." Tristan smirked

as I had to throw him 2 glances just to make sure if it was him.

"Y-you work here?" I quickly stopped pulling on the lever as I checked for a uniform but he wasn't

wearing one.

Tristan chuckled as his usual cat-like eyes narrowed at me. "No, my stepsister does." His crystal clear

voice replied back.

"Oh." I couldn't help but sound subtly irritated at the thought of his sister as I slowly began to walk to

the counter since I didn't really want any toppings today. "Blaire."

"You know her?" Tristan bit his lip as he threw himself up the counter, sitting incredibly tall beside me

as I waited for someone that would let me pay.

"I think everybody does." I sassily replied, watching him widen his grin as I waited for a worker to come

out.

"She's quite the people person, I know." He let out a chuckle as he licked his lips. "She even tried

making a move on me once."

My eyes widened at him. "Ew, really?" I softly gagged. "That's actually really gross."

He had on a smug look as he bit the inside of his cheek, defining his perfectly constructed cheek bone.

"Not really, she's just my stepsister and I've only known her for 2 months." He playfully taunted, his

voice coming off as a deep and enchanting coo. "And also, I find anyone willing to show their affection

for me, very sexy."

I slightly cringed out of my visible discomfort as I spoke again. "Well can you please call out your sexy

stepsister so she can help me pay for this."

"Tell you what." Tristan leaned back only for a second, pulling out a pink spoon that was behind the

counter, flipping it, then handing it to me. "Only for such a beautiful boy like you, you don't have to

worry about it." He enticingly licked his lips as blood immediately rushed to my cheeks.

"Oh no, really no, it's fine." I slightly backed up. "Im willing to pay, Tristan."

"That won't be needed. Consider it a token of my growing admiration for you." Tristan's face slowly

leaned in closer to mine, making my cheeks flush even further as his charmingly smooth voice took all

of my attention. "Such beautiful facial features, how old are you?" He warmly grinned, his soft finger

gently touching the side of my face and brushing against my cheek.

I gently took the spoon out of his grasp, brushing my face away from his warm touch. "18." I spoke low.

"Ah, you're a baby." He inserted gleefully, teasing me with that devilish grin.

I couldn't fully process as to how smooth his deep voice was. It was like hearing a peaceful lake talk in

human form and it was completely surprising.

"How old are you?" I snapped back.

"19." He raised a structured eyebrow at me.

"That's only a year older than me." I couldn't help but quietly laugh.

"Still quite older than you though." He just shrugged, his cold blue eyes glancing down at my cup.

"Strawberry huh?"

I remained quiet as my eyes just awkwardly looked down. "Y-yea."

"If you wanted to be reminded of the taste of strawberries, you could've simply just requested to kiss

me again." And with that, he bit his reddened lip, his intimidatingly sharp eyes felt like they were

undressing me and I couldn't handle it any further.

"Tristan, did I really kiss you that night?" I asked quietly, trying to calm my incoming anxiety.

Tristan proceeded to slowly nod his head at me. "French kissed me actually." My mouth quickly

dropped. "I guess you could say I have a strawberry tongue."

"I'm sorry, I really am." I knew I sounded embarrassed and I believe I should. "That was really stupid

and gross of me to do. Why didn't you stop me from doing it?"

His eyes looked around as he ran his hand through his straight blonde hair. "May I remind you, I find

people willing to show their affection for me-" I interrupted up with rolling my eyes.

"Very sexy, yea, I remember." I just sighed preparing to leave.

"Yes, precisely. So ease up Micah, it's nothing really that serious to apologize for." He replied,

continuing to intently gaze at me.

"I believe it is something to apologize for." I breathed out. "Whether you found it sexy or not, that was a

whole another person that kissed you that night. A very irresponsible person, and I apologize."

He just remained quiet, his sapphire colored eyes oddly scanning over my face as his mysterious

demeanor sent a wave of unexplainable emotions to come over me. "I should get going." I let out

through the silence. "Thanks for the free yogurt."

The second I turned around, I swear I almost dropped my frozen yogurt on the floor as I just tiredly shut

my eyes closed.

"Oh well you look at that." Tristan's amusement blended in with his velvety voice as I mentally cursed at

the rain that began to heavily pour outside. "Need a ride?" He quickly hopped off the counter.

I just gave in. "I guess so."