Turning
Chris sat on a stool at Sharon's counter sipping his coffee the next morning. It was Saturday. He was thinking about going back home today. It had been two weeks and he really missed you and Sebastian. He was content enough with Sharon and really enjoyed being with her, but she didn't feel like home... The two of you did. He was homesick. But, how the hell was he going to deal with the new arrangement? No more close affection... No more touching. He wouldn't feel right being affectionte with you anyway, even if by some bizzare chance you and Sebastian were okay with it, which he knew would never be the case.
Seeing you and Sebastian together last night wasn't the hardest thing to bear. It was knowing that he couldn't touch you, that you belonged to Seb now and his chance was gone... An image of you and Sebastain tangled together in bed flashed in his mind and he put a hand over his closed eyes, squeezing his temples with his thumb and middle finger, trying to push the image away.
"You okay, honey?", Sharon entered from her bedroom, fiddling with a bracelet on her wrist.
He smiled at her, "Yeah, just tired."
"I'm sorry.", she walked to him.
He nodded, "It's okay, just not awake yet."
She held the bracelet around her wrist and held it out and chuckled, "Help? Please?"
He clasped it for her and she leaned in to give him a quick kiss, which he returned.
"Thank you.", she beamed. "You sure you don't wanna come to breakfast?" She was meeting with her parents and sister.
He shook his head, "Nah, I think I'll go for a run."
She grabbed her purse and headed out the door, "Okay, honey, see you later."
You woke up alone in the bed to the smell of bacon. Oh yum, bacon. You laid there for a while, thinking and giving your tired body and mind time to get motivated to actually move. You slept like the dead, thanks to two mind-blowing orgasms, but you were up pretty late.
You got up and put your underwear and Sebastian's shirt back on to go to the bathroom. You made a mental note to get a new pair of underwear when you went upstairs. You then crawled back in the bed and stared at the ceiling.
You thought about Chris and how you missed him. You thought you might like to call him and see if he's planning on coming home soon. And you hoped he was doing better.
You didn't hear Sebastian come down the stairs, nor peek his head in the doorway to see if you were awake, since the door was right on the other side of the nightstand which was next to the head of the bed. He had put on jeans and went upstairs to make breakfast while you were still sleeping.
He rushed in and jumped on all fours over you in the bed.
You screamed in surprise and he started playfully growling and trying to get at your neck with his mouth while you tucked your shoulders up in an attempt to thwart his efforts, all while squealing and laughing. He had you pinned under the blankets as his hands and knees were on either side of you. His hands were then all over your middle trying to hold you still. You managed to roll mostly onto your stomach and he stopped suddenly.
You attempted to look over your shoulder at him above you, panting, "What?"
"Hmmm...", he lowered himself, supporting his weight on one elbow, pushed the blankets down as he reached under them and grabbed one of your ass cheeks, giving it a squeeze. He then gripped your hip, leaning over you. You granted him access to kiss your neck now as he pushed himself against your backside and you hummed. You could feel that he was excited. He spoke softly in your ear, "This way next."
You sighed in anticipation.
He got off you, stood and offered you a hand.
You scoffed in disappointment, "Not now?"
He laughed as he helped you up, "Easy, baby doll. Breakfast is getting cold. Later." He picked you up over his shoulder and you squeaked in surprise. He headed for the stairs, "Don't want you getting spoiled." He smacked your ass and it stung a little, inciting a screech from you, then he started up the stairs.
"Damn you, Stan!"
He laughed and you were glad you hand't changed your underwear yet because that whole tease made a mess of them again.
He set you down next to the table, kissed your head and pulled out your chair and tucked it in as you thanked him and sat. He went to the stove to dish up plates as you turned in your chair to face him, "I was thinking of calling Chris today, see how he's doing and if he's coming home soon."
He glanced at you and nodded a couple times as you spoke.
"I know you've talked to him a couple times, but I really haven't since the day he left. It feels so weird without him here."
Sebastian brought over the plates with veggie omelets and bacon, "Yeah, it does. I think that's a good idea, baby." He kissed your head and headed back to the counter and returned with coffees. " I haven't been able to convince him to come home, maybe you can. And I mean, like, this is his house,", he chuckled, "he should live in it."
Once breakfast was done, you both did dishes and Sebastian went downstairs for a shower while you sat at the table with another cup of coffee and after a few minutes, you called Chris.
It rang three times and you were afraid he wasn't going to pick up, then he answered, "Hey, hon, how are you?"
You were smiling so big, "Hi, Chris! I'm good. How are you? I miss you. When are you coming home?" You didn't mean to just blab it all out, but you were just excited to talk to him... One on one.
He chuckled, "Well, no small talk for you, huh?"
You chortled, "Sorry. I just- We'd love to have you home... Sooner rather than later. And this is your house, you should be in it."
He sighed, "Yeah. I'm doing okay. I miss you too. And I was thinking about coming home today."
You nearly shouted, "Yay! Do it! I miss your hugs. Seb misses you too; his best friend. He told me the other day that he missed having beers on the porch with you after dinner, talking about your dumb sports."
He laughed. Your enthusiasm was really making him want to get home. He missed just being around your cute personality... Your infectious joy. He needed that in his life, even if that's all he could have. He missed his best buddy too. Sharon was great, but she was no bro. He'd been hanging out with Sam too, but he just wasn't Seb. He missed all the back yard fires with beers and all of his friends chattering away and laughing in the darkness and orange light...
It wasn't going to get any better than that and he was really starting to understand that he just needed to find joy in what he had, even if it meant not having you. He didn't want to be miserable anymore. He wanted to be happy, with all his friends surrounding him... Not separated into compartments and quarantined into different areas of his life. Tears were welling up in his eyes at his internal revelation; mourning the past, what could've been the future and finally embracing what would make him happy again, right now.
"Chris?", your voice echoed across the line.
"Yeah. I'm here. I'm gonna come home today; I miss you guys like crazy."
"Yeaaaaahhhh!", You screamed and it made him laugh again, "Sebby! He's coming home!"
He heard Sebastian laugh in the background before he came on the line, a smile apparent in his voice, "I'll see you soon, man. I'll have a case of beers waiting for you-- Been too long."
Chris nodded to himself, "Indeed."
They said their good-byes and Chris put his phone down, smiling. His face was suddenly serious; he had to talk to Sharon. He was pretty sure she would be supportive because she had been so great this time around, but he was always afraid of a replay of the last time they parted.