gay feelings | jian ✧˚.

five

Kian's POV
Jc picked me up awhile ago, about 4-5 hours ago, to go on a road trip with him.

I'm not gonna lie, I'm having a great time so far even though I usually don't like stay in cars for a long amount of time.

I was currently driving and Jc was sleeping in the passenger seat with both of the blankets he and I brought with us.

I saw Jc's picture on Instagram and Twitter so I did the exact same thing, but with a picture of him obviously.

I did same caption with his name instead, and then posted it.

The radio was softly playing Make it Holy by The Staves while I was driving. (a/n : good song)

It was calming me slowly, helping me forget everything going wrong in my life at the moment. All the drama, all the feelings I had. I was emotionless and to be quiet honest, it felt nice to not really have any emotions.

I was snapped out of my thoughts as Jc groaned and flipped his body on the other side so he was now facing me. He quickly opened his eyes for about 3 seconds looking at me, and then closed them trying to fall back asleep.

He clearly couldn't go back to sleep because after about 5 minutes he opened his eyes, sitting up and smacking his lips because of how dry his mouth was.

"Do you have a drink?" He asked looking around for one.

"My water's in the back seat if you want it." I mumbled, pointing at the back seat with my thumb.

He turned around in his seat reaching for my water bottle. After a few tries he got it drinking almost all of it.

"Thanks." He said, handing me back the water. I took it drinking the rest. I put the cap back on to the bottle, throwing it back into the back seat of Jc's car.

"Kian, how much longer until we get there?" He asked with his eyes shut, laying down.

"I don't know."

"A few more hours hopefully." I continued, sighing.

Jc's POV
I couldn't stop staring at Kian. I couldn't really control it. He was still driving and I've been just looking at and admiring the side of his head for the past hour and a half. Every once in a while he would turn his head and look at me and smile, causing me to either blush uncontrollably or look away and try to cover it up and pretend I wasn't looking at him even though we both know I was and still am. There's something about him that, makes me just so joyful and calm.

He kept yawning and I kept asking if he wanted me to drive but he wouldn't say yes.

"Kian, you're tired. Just let me driveeee." I was still begging him so he can sleep but he wouldn't give in.

"No. Just keep staring at me." He looked over at me and smiled and then quickly looked away.

I pushed his arm and started to blush out of embarrassment.

"Shut up!" I said pulling my seat up and looking out the window.

"Aw did I embarrass you?" He began to mock me.

"Stoooopppp Kian!" I said putting my head under the blanket.

"You're such a noob." He laughed, ripping the blanket off over my head.

I just glared at him, taking the blanket back from him.

"What the fuck! I'm cold." I said cuddling up to my knees and wrapping the blanket around me.

We were the only ones on the freeway, and Kian was driving slowly, which he knew pissed me off. He started to pull over.

"What are you doing?" I asked looking out the window.

"You said you wanted to drive." He said nonchalantly.

"Oh, well yeah." I muttered kinda rolling my eyes, both of us getting out of the car and walking to the other side.

I got in the drivers side and Kian climbed into the passenger taking the blanket from me and laying the seat back.

I started to drive off with only 2-3 hours left of this road trip.

"Now my turn." He said, looking at me.

"What's your turn?" I glanced at him quickly before laughing a bit and putting my eyes back on the road.

"It's my turn to stare at you now." And that's what he did. He started to stare at me and smile, making me feel self-conscious and embarrassed. How does he have that effect on me?

"Stop."

"No. It's funny when you blush and get embarrassed."

"Go to sleep, Kian." I laughed, hitting his forehead.

"Fine. Your loss. Loser." He rolled his eyes turned around and giggled, not being able to keep a straight face."

"Goodnight Jc." He said giggling.

"Night Kian. I love you." I spoke, whispering the last part.

"I heard that Jc." He said joyfully. You could hear him smiling.

"Fuck." I whisper-yelled to myself.

"I heard that too, goodnight."

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