A/N: Well, I actually got off my lazy butt (not really, I'm curled up under my Doctor Who covers right now) and wrote the second chapter. I apologize if it is atrocious but since I am posting this here I am somewhat okay with it, so please be kind with your reviews.

Thank you!

Disclaimer: No, I really don't own these characters because I'm from Canada and we don't own people there unless we're assbutts.

Warning: There is a word that you say when you are freaking out. It starts with an F and I warn you it might be a swear word.

The first thing Rocky thought when he woke up the next morning was definitely along the lines of oh my god there is a human body on top of me. The heavy, warm weight on his chest kind of gave it away.

Not that he didn't like it, of course, the first thing he did was tug the small body closer to his chest until it sunk in that it was his best friend he was tangled up in.

He should have pushed him away as quick as possible and apologize; they had probably ended up with his freaking knee wedged between Ellington's legs because of him and his apparent need to cuddle the shit out of him.

He seriously had to stop being overly affectionate before he accidentally went too far and actually ended up admitting his feelings for the idiot. If his brothers found them like that they wouldn't stop laughing at him for another ten years.

But since Rocky never actually listened to his subconscious, he thought that it would be much better to simply hold the older boy against his chest, despite the butterflies in his stomach. He tried not to think about how small his best friend was and how easy it was for him to gather the boy up in his arms. All his worries -and they were a lot because he is a confused teenage boy- vanished, however, as he rested his chin on top of his head.

So they cuddled -though he would never admit it- for a couple of minutes, and Rocky had gone from simply holding him in his arms to actually stroking Ell's hair, untangling the knots in as carefully as he could. He had to enjoy the moment while it lasted, after all.

Nope. Definitely not in love wit- where his fucking arms tightening around his waist.

They were.

"R-Rocky?" Well shit.

Ell blinked up at him sleepily, a bit alarmed that he was most definitely not in his bunk, "w-what 'er you doin?" He yawned softly, snuggling up into Rocky's chest with a content smile on his face.

And Rocky definitely didn't just compare him to a kitten.

"E-Ell you're..." Rocky loosened his grip slightly and looked down at the him, one hand still in his hair. "You're not usually up this early..." He swallowed thickly, his fingers twitching before he moved on to the nape of his neck.

"I actually slept well last night," he murmured, his nose brushing against the younger boy's neck. "You were really comfy."

Rocky chuckled and continued to brush through his hair, his fingers shaking slightly as he tried to control his breathing.

Then Ell pressed a tiny kiss to his neck, making him almost melt like goo into the older boy's arms. Rocky's body tensed, his eyes widening almost comically as he looked down at him. He totally didn't find that arousing. Nope.

"Hey," he mumbled, gathering up the courage to say something. Will you marry me would definitely lighten the mood.

Rocky's heart skipped a beat -or two- and he slid his hand from his neck to his cheek, pushing the smaller boy's chin up with his thumb. "Ell?" He said quietly, looking into his best friend's eyes with a nervous smile, something the older boy returned with wide eyes.

And then Rocky kissed him as gently as he could, and he was sure that the soft 'Oh' that he had just let out was definitely a good sign.

Ell responded eagerly, his hands darting up into Rocky's hair as he tried -almost desperately- to deepen the kiss

This was why Rocky was on his Christmas list. His lips felt fucking amazing. They tasted like strawberries and were the softest things ever. His head was spinning, and his heart felt like it was about to burst. He was sure he had even heard something close to a moan coming from the younger boy, but was really too dazed to think about it.

Rocky pulled away after a while, and a tiny smile graced his features, is hands -that had once been on Ell's face- were now somewhere else, but we'll talk about that later.

"W-Well?" He stammered, the redness of his cheeks definitely not going unnoticed by Ell.

"Well, I don't- I don't think I'll be sleeping alone for a while," he grinned and pulled him in for another kiss. "I'm keeping you."

Update: Because Paige is stupid -I've realized everything I do is for her she owes me a FanFiction now- I have decided to write the smut. I will post it this year. Maybe.