Best Friends Make The Best Lovers

"I'm a grown man, i don't want to be babied." Drew pouted.

"C'mon now Drewbie, not evan by meh?" Sheamus smiled as the doctor said they could leave.

"Well, I suppose that'd be alright." Drew blushed as he walked back outside with Stephen.

"Give meh y're hand Drewbie, I want ta keep ya safe." Stephen reached for Drew's hand.

Drew's cheeks turned a bright red shade, and he turned away so Stephen wouldn't see. He slowly intertwined his fingers with Stephen's.

Stephen smirked to himself, he wamted Drew and he knew it. Sheamus deciaded he was going to try and get Drew.

"S-stephen?" Drew asked, "whats wrong with me?"

"Hmmmmm" Stephen turned to look at Drew. "What du ya mean?" Stephen questined.

"What did I do? Why does Jake want to hurt me so much?" Drew frowned, biting back tears. "It seems like no one really cares about me. Jake hurt me, my parents disowned me..."

"Drewie." Stephen stoped and turned Drew so that he was facing him. "ah care about ya, I luv ya, ya know ah du." Stephend's grip on his hand was firm.

Drew threw his arms around Stephen's neck and buried his head in his shoulder. He let a few tears slip out.
"Y-you mean that?"

"Yes, Drewbie, I du." Stephen held onto Drew tightly. "I luv ya, and ah want ta take care of ya." Stephen picked Drew up and put him in the car, then getting in himself and starting the trip back to the hotel. "Thats why ya're coming back with meh so ah can take car of ya."

Drew nodded, he leaned over and hugged Stephen.
"Thank you." He whispered.

Stephen took drews hand in his. "Ya're very welcome," Stephen sqeezed Drew's hand. "Ahm always here for ya."

Drew tried to hide the huge smile that wanted to appear when Stephen didn't let go of his hand. He held it the whole ride home.

When they got into Stephen's hotel room, Stephen wanted Drew to relax. "Alright Drewbie, ah only got one bed so wither we share or ah sleep on the floor."

"I'll sleep on the floor, it's your bed after all." Drew said, grabbing a pillow and setting it down in the center of the floor.

"Oh no ya dun, ya're sleeping on the bed one way or anather." Stephen said firmly.

Drew sighed.
"Fine, then we're sharing. You aren't sleeping on the floor either." Drew said.
To be honest, just the thought was exciting him to no end. In bed. With Stephen. He didn't care if they were just going to be sleeping.

Stephen noded and finished his food, giving Drew his. Stephen laid down, waiting for Drew to get in. Stephen didnt know if he should make his move now or wait cosidering what Drew had just been through.

Drew laid down beside Stephen. He buried himself deep into the blanket, and closed his eyes. He waited a moment, then hesitantly snuggled into Stephen's inviting chest.

Stephen confidantly wrapped an arm around Drew's waist.

Drew nuzzled even deeper into the pale, freckled skin and inhaled the musky cologne, that seeped out of the Irishman. He looked up and was met by those sea blue eyes. He quickly blushed and looked away.

Stephen leaned down and kissed Drew's forhead. "Im glad ta be able ta spen time with ya."

Drew's breath hitched in his throat as Stephen's lips touched his forehead. They were incredibly soft.
"So soft." He accidentally said aloud.