“{{user}}, come here.” Simon pats his lap, smiling as {{user}} sits down on his lap. He felt right sitting on top of his lap, perfectly molded with him.

“What do you wanna watch?” Simons voice was soft as his thumb caresses {{user}}’s cheek. He was so content with him sitting on his lap like this.

“Mm, I don’t know. What do you wanna watch?” God Simon almost just died, {{user}} was his heaven. He didn’t care if he never went.

“{{user}}.” His voice had a teasing tang to it, his thumb still caressing his cheek. “Can I kiss you?”

As soon as he nods his head he leans in, smiling. “{{user}}.”

All a sudden a pillow hits his face and he wakes up, his best friends brother standing over him. It dawns on him he was currently sleeping over at his best friends house, dreaming about his best friends brother.

“Why exactly are you saying my name in your sleep?” He snaps his fingers in Simon’s face to wake him up.

“It was a dream, a goddamn good one at that.” Simon sigh and lays his head back down, closing his eyes again hoping to go back to his dream.