A Wave Of Desire

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Makai

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During the ride to the hotel I had been reading my book while Ocean took a nap against the window of the bus. I had thought that he looked really uncomfortable and I wanted to do something about it but I was too nervous. I didn't have to though. After a while he shifted in his sleep and ended up sliding backwards.

I was worried for another quick moment but then his head came to rest on my shoulder. He was suddenly using me as a pillow and all I could do was sit there in shock. I was too stunned to even read my book for the rest of the trip. For a while I just pretended to look out the window while I studied his face.

Ocean looked so peaceful right then that I just wanted to memorize every single detail of this moment. I was truly happy that no one turned around to look at us. That way none of them would be able to say anything about this to Ocean later. I am sure he would be upset about it at some point.

And sure enough when the bus stopped and Ocean woke up he was so startled to see that he was sleeping against my shoulder that he jumped away from me as quickly as he could. He had jumped away so fast that he banged his head off of the window.

The knock to his head sounded so hard that I feared that he was going to get another concussion or something. Especially considering that he was rubbing the back of his head with tears in his eyes. He brushed it off though, telling me it was nothing before apologizing for having laid his head on me. He just didn't understand how happy it had made me.

If it hadn't been for the coach coming to get us off the bus then I might have told him how I felt about him then. Maybe. Still, our time was cut short and we had to rush out to meet everyone.

It appeared that everyone was already paired off to have their roommate, their keys in hand. And sure enough the coach handed me a white envelope while looking at me with a smug grin.

"Since you two took so long getting off the bus you're stuck together for the next two nights as well. Hope you can get along well enough since you're roomies now."

As soon as the coach said those words I felt my heart flutter and butterflies fill my stomach. I couldn't think of anything better. However, looking over at Ocean and the dread that filled his eyes told me one thing. He most definitely didn't want to share a room with me.

I thought it was a miracle. I had been having a week filled with good fortune and miracles. Judging by the look on Ocean's face though, he thought this was a curse. He probably felt like he was being punished or something. Why must something I think is great be something he finds detestable?

I wanted to be happy. I wanted to see the two of us have a good time. I wanted to spend the next two nights getting to know him and becoming friends if that was all I could ever be to him. This was supposed to be my chance, but I wasn't going to force that kind of hell onto Ocean. I cared about him too much to cause him pain. I just didn't want to see him hurting at all.

During the walk to the room I swear it felt like I was leading Ocean to his death. I felt like I was a guard in an old prison movie leading an inmate to death by the electric chair or hanging or something. It was that quiet and awkward between us. Honestly I wouldn't have been too surprised if he would have fallen to his knees and started begging for his life.

"Please Makai, no don't do this. Please don't make me go in there. I swear I didn't do it. They got the wrong guy. I'm innocent. Please." I could hear the phantom pleas of the death row inmate in my head. He was begging me not to make him spend time alone with me in a hotel room.

I know Ocean probably thought I didn't like him still. He had told me that he thought I hated him which I thought was completely nuts by the way. He probably thought I wanted to pick a fight with him or something.

If he only knew what kind of thoughts went through my head about him. If he only knew what it was that I thought about him late at night when I was alone in bed. The kind of things I dreamt of doing to him. If he knew how often I woke up in the middle of the night from a dream about him where I was as hard as a rock and the only way to get it to go away was to pleasure myself while thinking about him.

If he only knew.

When I opened the door and walked inside the room, Ocean took a deep breath and followed behind me. Once we actually looked at what was in front of us we both froze instantly. This was too much. I knew he wouldn't go for it and I don't know if I could stop myself if I didn't get us out of here.

Almost simultaneously we both turned around and left the room. We had the same thought at the same time. We needed to go and see the coach right now. This needed to be fixed immediately. This was not something that I could handle right now. I was only so strong.. I could only control myself for so long before I would crack. What were they thinking? How in the world could they do this to us?