forum The Jock and the Nerd—Soulmates?!?

Started August 11, 2019 by @Rvan group

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Hunter had accidentally fallen asleep too, but it was a light sleep so when Milo shifted he cracked his eyes open. “Hey love… There’s some pain medicine on the nightstand if you want some.”

"Ah, thanks." Milo slowly sat up to take the medicine. "This one won't make me super sleepy, right?" As much as he enjoyed sleeping, he didn't want to spend all day sleeping.

“It won’t, I usually took that whenever I got a sprain or something for football,” Hunter smiled, sitting up too and adjusting his arms to wrap around Milo better. “How are you feeling so far?” He asked, gently resting his chin on Milo’s shoulder with a smile.

"I'm feeling better, but still not great. Who knew Jacob and Chase were so… aggressive. Back then…" Milo chuckled saying that since it actually wasn't that long ago when things were different. "… they didn't really do much." He smiled leaning his head back a little, sinking into Hunter more.

Hunter frowned, pulling Milo a little closer to him and putting his face in his soulmate’s hair. “I’m sorry. I guess they always held back because I was kinda the ringleader… I just… I hate it.” Hunter hated everything about what he used to do. Once Milo became his soulmate… it was like he took a step back and finally realized what -who- he was becoming.

Milo turned his head, kissing Hunter's temple. "No need to worry about the past anymore though, it's now that matters…" He wanted to call Hunter something besides 'Hunter'. I was boring and cliche to call him baby or something like that and he didn't want to do that. He also felt like 'love' was something for Hunter to call Milo. Being the nerd he was, he decided once he got home he would look up 'love' in other languages and decide which one he liked the most.

Hunter smiled, closing his eyes. He needed to hear those words. “Gosh I love you,” He nuzzled his head into Milo’s neck, breathing him in for a few seconds before pulling back. “You want to wear one of my shirts?” He asked softly, remembering how the blood from Milo’s nose was in both their shirt. And a large part of him wanted to see Milo in an oversized shirt.

"Why- oh, yeah sure!" Milo smiled. He carefully got off the bed and stood there for a bit using the bed to lean on. He was actually pretty excited to wear one of Hunter's shirts. It would smell like him and that was enough to make him happy.

Hunter smiled a little, getting up and pulling out two plain shirts from his drawer, one a navy blue and the other an olive gree-ish color. He held them both up for Milo, “Which one do you want?” He asked with a smile, already using one hand to take off his dirty shirt which revealed his corded muscles.

Milo opened his mouth to speak, only to close it again. He glanced to Hunter then quickly to the shirts again. "I'll um… the navy one please." He held out his hand to take the shirt. The pain medicine had kicked in so he was standing up completely fine now.

Hunter handed him the navy one, but before putting on the other one he took his sweet time getting his dirty shirt, and a few other used clothes, form the floor and putting them in a pile in the corner of the room. Maybe a little part of him wanted to stay shirtless and show off his muscles just a little bit longer since Milo was in the room. “I can throw your dirty shirt in the wash with mine if you want?”

Milo nodded, handing his dirty shirt to Hunter after he changed. The shirt went down to the middle of his thighs and it was baggy on him. He took a big breath and smelled Hunter's scent on the shirt causing Milo to smile. All the while, he kept glancing to Hunter's muscles.

Hunter tossed Milo’s shirt into the pile of dirty clothes, then turned back to Milo, accidentally dropping his clean shirt because wow Milo was so cute. Hunter’s chest shown brightly in accordance with how he felt. He didn’t even realize he was staring.

"Like what you see?" Milo said raising his eyebrows up and down before bursting into laughter while lifting up his arms to further show how big the shirt was. (Let's just pretend it's long-sleeved because I really want Milo to have sweater paws rn) Slightly running around the bed and over to Hunter, Milo gave him a big hug, or at least he tried. He seemed extra small in the shirt he was in making the hug that much cuter.

(Aww yes sweater paws are soooo cute!)
Hunter laughed, quickly wrapping his arms around Milo in response. “You are absolutely the cutest thing I’ve ever seen,” He told him with a grin, not even caring that he was still shirtless. “Dang I don’t know how I managed to even live without you in my life like this.”

Milo's smile wasn't going to leave his face anytime soon, this was one of the best feelings in the world. "I really don't know either, but it must have been rough." He buried his face into Hunter's bare chest even more, if that was possible. "I love you soo much…"

“I love you so much too…” Hunter murmured with a smile, his hands drifting up and down Milo’s back. “I want to stay like this forever, love…” He added softly with a smile. Such an impossible wish but that didn’t stop him from wishing it. He loved the feeling of holding Milo so close, he loved the feeling of Milo’s breath on his chest, he loved seeing him in his oversized clothing…. “I love everything about you.”

"Then let's do it." Whispered Milo, closing his eyes a smile still on his lips. A fuzzy feeling bubbled up in him, his chest glowing brighter. His arms tightened around Hunter a bit more. "Right now, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me."

Hunter tightened his grip around Milo, his hands slowly drifting to the rim of Milo’s pants. “You really want to do it with me?” He breathed, his chest glowing brighter with the words.

"Why wouldn't I want to spend my whole life with you?" Milo couldn't think of a reason not to be with Hunter. The most exciting thing in his life before this was winning at a quiz bowl tournament, and Milo wasn't very competitive.

Hunter smiled a little, but something else hung heavy in his heart. “I’m not good enough for you…” He murmured, his chest dulling a bit. Hunter had hurt Milo so badly, what if…. what if he ever went back to that kind of life? What if he became abusive, or… or what if he became like his father?

Milo stood on his toes and gave Hunter a little kiss. "You are perfect, you are more than good enough for me." He assured Hunter, looking into his eyes. He knew Hunter had changed and he doubted that there would ever be a relapse in behavior.

Hunter’s smile came back at the little kiss, and he placed his face in Milo’s hair. He breathed him in, committing him to memory. “I love you,” He murmured, his hands moving up and down Milo’s back in large circles. “I love you so much…. Milo I don’t want to hurt you…”

"You won't, I know that for a fact. If you make an effort not to, which you already have, then you don't have to worry about it." Explained Milo. He got tired on his toes so he stood regularly, keeping himself close to Hunter.

Hunter took a deep breath, “But Milo…” His heart started to increase in its pace. He’d never told anyone of this story. Usually it was always some adult telling it for him, like the foster care lady telling Wendy and Carl or the cops telling his elementary school principal why he hadn’t been at school for a week. “Milo I need to tell you something,” He whispered, taking another deep breath to try to calm his nerves. Milo deserves to know.