Jose

Date: 3/2/2018

(in real life) Jose and I are actually friends, we talk a lot and we are there for each other 24/7. Last night in my dream, Jose and I were sitting on his bed talking about music. I know he likes Suicideboys. Knowing that, I had bought him merch from them. It was in a box behind my back, wrapped in blue paper topped with a Blue bow, and my signature on the left side. As he talked, I watched his lips move with every word that came out of his mouth. Jose is literally the perfect guy. His skin is beautifully brown as well as his eyes, his smile could kill you and bring you back to life, his hair is plush soft and goes wherever the wind does, and his voice carries the air. We sat on his bed and I said that I had something for him. He said that I didn’t have to get him anything, but I did anyway because I wanted to. I reached behind my back and handed him the box with the blue bow and smiled. He’s wanted a suicideboys shirt for sometime and I know that when he sees that what he has been desiring is right in front of him. He opens it, slowly pulling the bow as it falls slowly on the floor, and instantly he smiles. I look at him while he’s looking at the shirt. He takes it out and holds it up. I take it from his hands and hold it up against his chest. How did you know the size he asked. I didn’t, so there’s one way to find out, I answered. I stand up, then he does. I feel his eyes on me as i turn around and pick the shirt up from his bed. I look at it thinking about how happy Jose is, then I place it back on the bed. I took two steps closer to him and pull his shirt off. I reach for the shirt and put it on him as if he were a baby. His shirt on, we just stared at each other for what felt like forever. How does it fit I asked. Great, he answered. His voice was soft and sweet. I looked at him, moved his hair out of his face, and kissed him. He kissed me back and had one hand on my hip, and the other moving down my front side. He slides his had slowly down my knitted skirt, and slowly slides his finger in. I flinch and he quickly pulls back to see if I’m okay. I look at him, took my skirt and sweater off and pushed him on the bed. Next thing I know, I instantly fell in love with my best friend.