《~ Socksfor1 X Blaza ~ {Discontinued}》Chapter 11. Shirt
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Blaza woke up later noticing he was undressed he blushed. He looked around and saw that Socks wasn't there, he sighed rolling off the bed and walking to the bathroom to wash.
Blaza was soon back in his room walking to his closet he noticed something lying on the floor. Blaza picked it up it was a shirt, he was sure it wasn't his. He pulled the shirt to his chest he blushed and smiled to himself remembering the night before.
Blaza pulled the shirt over his head it was too big for him it and he loved it. He loved how much bigger Socks was than him.
A knock came on his door and Blaza threw himself in the bed pulling the covers over himself.
"Come in!"
He yelled at the door covering himself with his blanket. Through the door came Blaza's father.
"Blaza I wanted to inform you tomorrow you don't have any lessons you and your bodyguard are going camping for a week."
"So?"
"I will have to give your room to Lina as she said her room was too small for her and her baby."
Blaza exhaled he knew this was gonna happen Lina always wanted his room even tho his room was smaller than hers.
"But this room is smaller than the one she is already sleeping in."
"Yeah but it has a balcony and Lina wants it."
Blaza knew there was no point in arguing as his father would give everything to Lina.
"Okay, I will move."
"Good."
'He finally left.'
Blaza thought to himself exhaling happily. He moved to sit up in the bed only to hear another knock on the door. He pulled the covers over himself again.
"Come in!"
"Hey, Blaza."
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Socks came in the room walking to the bed and sitting on it looking at his lap.
"I'm sorry I left I just thought it would be better to let you sleep."
"You have nothing to apologise for. I.. I just wanna know if you were the one who undressed me."
Socks blushed at the question looking away.
"Yes."
It was now Blaza's turn to blush.
After a few seconds of silence, Blaza looked at Socks noticing a big bruise next to his ear. Blaza stretched his hand gently placing it on Socks face Socks flinched.
"What happened? Where did you get this bruise?"
Socks turned to him.
"To be honest I don't know, but I know it hurts like hell."
"Wait let me get you something to ease the pain."
Blaza got up forgetting the situation.
Socks eyes following him.
Blaza went to his bathroom coming back with some kind of cream, he walked to Socks standing in front of him.
Blaza put his hand into the jar coating his fingers in cream.
"May I?"
Socks nodded bringing Blaza's hand up.
Blaza applied the cream gently bending down a little bit the collar of the shirt falling so you could see his chest.
Socks wasn't moving just staring.
He had every right to stare. Blaza was standing there with only his shirt and underwear. The shirt was way too big for him covering him past his tights.
As soon as Blaza was done Socks pulled him in his lap his arms around Blaza's waist.
"What are you doing?"
"What do you mean?"
"What are you doing dressed like that?"
Socks mouth ghosted over Blaza's neck. Making him gasp.
"Did anybody see you like this?"
"No."
Blaza said breathless wrapping his arms around Socks neck and legs around his waist trying to melt into him.
"Good. I want nobody else to see you like this."
(Sorry for all grammar mistakes.)
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