Better Sorry Than Safe

Aristotle smiled at him, nodding.
"I like sleeping with you too...." He was so innocent even though what he said sounded a bit dirty...like they were sleeping together as in fucking.

But even Asher didn't take it pervertedly. He meant lying together... just cuddling. He loved it...

As did the other boy who laid back down and pulled Asher with him, sighing contently, snuggling his friend close.

Asher smiled and nuzzled his neck, throwing an arm across his chest.

"So...." He hummed lightly, looking over at his newest two bears.

"So...?" He hummed, peekign up at him through a curtain of dirty blonde hair.

Aristotle was not sure what to say...
"Ummm..."

Asher simply smirked and looked back down, holding his hand gently.

Aristotle grew silent, watching his friend curiously, not getting exactly what he was doing.

"I'm just holding your hand..." He explained, intertwining their fingers.

Aristotle nodded, gently tugging his hand away.
Holding hands was for couples...

Asher sighed softly but said nothing, scooting away a bit.

Aristotle sat up, standing and taking the bears, sitting them up in a corner of the room and smiling at them.

Asher sighed bt smiled nonetheless at them. This would be a lot of workk...
But he knew it was worth it.

Aristotle glanced back at him, then at his bears and patting ones head.

Asher giggled to himself, just barely stopping hismelf.
"Wanna see what Chord and Kelton made?"

The boy paused, looking down at his stuffed animals as if he didnt want to leave them but he nodded, reluctantly leaving the room.

Asher followed, wanting to hold his hand but resisting. He'd tried to take slow steps but how much slower could you get then holding hands?

With Aristotle it took SPECIAL measures...getting him used to you touching him much at all would be a start.

Asher walked down into the kitchen where Chord and Kelton were. He pulled out his phoen. Joslin had texted.
"Chord, Joslin says he loves you." He said, bored before shutting the phone and slipping it in his pocket.

Chord immediately smiled at him, hopping around the kitchen with Kelton.
Aristotle laughed at him in his slow way, clapping lightly.

Asher laughed at them too, smiling softly.

"Chord...I think he likes when you do your dances..." He nodded, talking about Kelton who was on his knees giggling at the boy.

Asher smiled, simply leaning against the wall and watching the three of them.

Chord yawned, handing Asher a glass of milk.
"It will give you calcium."
He chuckled, winking.