Stick Lessons by Crea Reitan

Author:Crea Reitan [Reitan, Crea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: dragon fire fantasy
Published: 2024-06-12T18:30:00+00:00

TWENTY

TOBY

There’s been something bothering Atty for days now. I think it started before he met my friends, but I started noticing it more since. I keep wanting to ask, but it feels like prying. If he wanted me to know, he’d tell me.

It’s been nearly two months and we’ve talked about very little of consequence outside of sex and sexual things. There have been some conversations, but they’ve always been short-lived.

Actually, that’s not true. We talk about a lot of things, but they all feel trivial. Like they don’t matter. Do I really know anything about him? Does he even want me to?

But we really do talk all the time. Mostly through text, but after we fuck now, too. I love those moments. The quiet minutes and sometimes hours that pass as we lay together. Softly touching. Quiet voices. Sharing random, maybe inconsequential things.

Of course, outside the few hours we hung out with my roommates, we haven’t actually spent, like… quality time together. We haven’t gone anywhere or done anything that can be considered bonding or some shit. We remained close the entire time with my roommates that day. Whenever I wasn’t touching him, he’d move closer until I did.

It felt good. He wanted to feel me in some way and the way I fucking preened because of it.

But it’s been very different since. Not in that he doesn’t want me touching him. He definitely does. We’ve been seeing each other more over the last week and a half than we have the entire seven weeks before that. Well, that’s an exaggeration.

Still. I can see that something is bothering him. I can feel that he’s closed off. Then today when he leaves, he kisses me as he normally does, but it feels like he avoids looking at me when he does and then hurriedly walks away.

I watch him climb into his car. He doesn’t start it right away and I stare through my window until he drives off a few minutes later.

My phone is in my hand, and I desperately want to text him, but I’m not sure what to say. Everything feels like overstepping. Prying when he’s trying to avoid the topic.

I can only imagine how much that weighs on him. Maybe the weight has become too heavy.

If I dawdle any longer, I’m going to be late. Even though I don’t need the money from Medieval Company, I like the freedom of being able to work somewhere that makes me happy and I have fun. Thus, Medieval Company. The money isn’t bad, and I get to wear armor and fight with medieval weapons. What’s not to love?!

With one more glance out the window, I head to my bathroom to clean up properly without trying to squeeze two bodies into a shower stall that’s barely big enough for one. As much as I try not to think about Atty, he doesn’t leave my mind as I go through my pre-work routine.

Nor does he leave my mind when I get to work.

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