Ashton felt Luca's leg brush against his own, the mere contact sending euphoric tingles through his skin.

He wondered how something as simple as a touch caused an immense amount of nerves, feelings he never experienced before.

No girl ever made him feeling like this. No, this was different, it was exciting, addicting almost.

His eyes wondered back to the glaring television, a movie playing under the dim lights as the three boys watched tentively with empty pizza boxes close by their sides.

He felt Luca's leg flinch away as if he had only just noticed that their legs were on the verge of tangling together into a mess of limbs.

No longer could Ashton focus his attention on the movie, instead his mind kept flooding with thoughts and feelings for the boy sitting next to him on the couch.

How could he ever focus when all he wanted was to reach out and touch Luca—feel that bliss of tingles all over again.

Ten minutes or so passed and the ending credits flashed across the screen, indicating that the movie had finally come to an finish.

"Now that was a good movie wasn't it?" Benji questioned, moving to turn off the television.

"Luca?" Benji asked again, "Did you enjoy it?"

Luca shot his gaze towards Benji, almost as if he'd been stuck in a trance of some sort.

He forced a small smile, "Hmm yeah it was good..." he mumbled, clearly distracted by something else.

Benji seemed to catch onto Luca's odd behaviour, and pried further with a grin, "Yeah? What was your favourite part?"

"Oh you know...the part where they uh..." he trailed off, his wide eyes panicking as Benji stifled out a snigger at Luca's discomfort.

"Luca, did you even watch the movie?"

Ashton wondered the exact same thing, a million questions and thoughts entering his brain.

Was Luca distracted for the same reasons as he was? Did he feel it too?

"Yes of course!" Luca remarked, a blush colouring his pale face.

Ashton found the flustered look on him sort of endearing and cute, it drew his interest in further towards the boy, as if he wasn't close enough.

And if he didn't do something now, he was sure to suffocate.

A yawn escaped Benji's lips and he stood up, slapping Luca on the shoulder.

"It's okay bud," he muttered with a sly wink, leaning down to pick up the two empty pizza boxes.

"I wanted to pull an all nighter, I really did but i'm tired as fuck. I think i'm just gonna hit the sack but if you guys wanna stay up, you're more then welcome," Benji explained, standing back up with the rubbish in his hands.

Ashton noticed that he didn't look all that tired, in fact he looked more bright and awake then ever. Not to mention, the clock on the wall beside the television read that it was only 8:32 so honestly, it wasn't late at all.

Ashton shrugged anyway, and he drew out a hand to clap hands with Benji, "Yeah maybe. Night man."

Benji grinned in response and turned to the brunet boy instead who was looking up at Benji with wide, pleading eyes.

"Are you really that-"

"Yes, I'm tired. Super duper tired," Benji cut him off, shaking his head in amusement.

"Okay yeah fine. Have a good sleep then," he replied, mustering up a smile.

"Goodnight guys," said Benji before he turned and exited the room, heading to the kitchen to trash the pizza boxes.

Soon, he was out of sight and Ashton was left completely alone with Luca.

They locked eyes for a split second, before turning away awkwardly, blushes creeping across their entire faces.

Everything was so intense in the moment, feelings were on fire, unknownst desires were rapidly evolving and those fucking butterflies were growing more then ever.

Something was bound to happen. If not now, soon.