Turning Tables (BoyxBoy)

A/N: I'm alive! Hooray! You guys have waited long enough that I won't make you wait anymore with my blabbering. So without further ado, happy reading! This chapter is unedited. Sorry for any mistakes that I might have made!

For the second time, I dedicate this chapter to girl_full_of_sarcasm. She's literally the sweetest person on this site. Thank you Sara for patiently waiting for my next update. Love you!

Dan's POV

I wake up because I feel like I can't breathe. Someone is constricting my chest with their limbs, and in my hazy state of mind, I think the person who tried to break into my house is currently choking me to death.

"Get off of me, you murderer! I have nothing but the money that Jared left me! I only have $100, you can take it in my piggy bank!" I yelp hysterically as I try to get out of this person's confinement.

"Mmm... I need much more than $100 to let you go, Danny."

I freeze mid action when I hear Ryan's husky voice, and then suddenly all of my memory of last night rushes into my brain.

"Ryan! Take your hands off my body! I can't breathe, you jerk!"

Ryan lets out a deep chuckle that makes shivers run down my spine. "I didn't know that my presence could take your breath away."

"More like your gigantic body crushes me to death!" I retort incoherently as my face is muffled by his pecs. I don't know how, but somehow while I was sleeping, I found my way into his chest. Now we face each other with my face has a close up look to his defined upper body. I guess most girls in my school would kill to be in my position right now, but the only thing that I can think about is how to get Ryan's limbs off mine.

"You didn't mind last night while I cuddled you so hard." Ryan, who seems unfazed by my protest, answers nonchalantly as he tucks my face under his chin.

"It's because it was cold last night! And you offered warmth," I say lamely though in reality I wonder myself how my body could move on its own to Ryan's.

"Uh huh. Sure, if it keeps you sleep at night."

Embarrassed of being caught, I try to push Ryan once more, but the guy doesn't budge. "Ryan, your stubble is scratching my face!"

"Good then. People will know that you spent the night with me."

"People in school already know that I slept with you, jackass!"

We spend five more minutes bickering to each other. Ryan refuses to let me go, and he even latches more on me like an octopus while I try my best to escape from his arms. Although I have to admit that it feels good when he wraps his arms around me like that. But of course he doesn't need to know that.

Ryan finally lets me go once I agree to give him a morning kiss. It's only a brief kiss. On his chin. But thankfully he doesn't force me to kiss him on his lips.

"I'm going to take a shower. Please don't burn down my house," I say one more time before I scurry off to my bathroom. The reason why I got so determined on getting as far away from him as possible is because that I could feel his morning wood, and I don't think being poked by his massive junk is a good way to start my day.

I take my sweet time taking shower so that there won't be that much time left for Ryan to tease me this morning before we go to school. By the time I emerge to the kitchen, there are only 45 minutes left before the school start, and we it takes around 20 minutes ride to school. I think I can handle 20 minutes alone with Ryan in the morning.