You are shaking underneath me, burst of laughter escaping uncontrollably from your lips. Do I touch you in a wrong way, Jimmy, I would ask if I knew you any worse. I know without asking, you can laugh at anything, the reason can be just a funny though in your mind. I`m smiling too, anyone would laugh at us.
One couch, two men, where else would I be laying? There is a two-week dust on your floor, after cleaning I would sit there, now I refuse. You were the first on the couch, so you will be my pillow. This how it always works, you are faster and first in the place, I have to settle for what is left. I don`t complain though, laying on you is quite nice.
Slowly your laughing stops, I close my eyes, think falling asleep. I can smell the tobacco from your hair, I lay my head on couch`s armrest, smiling. It`s nice to be there, I would stay there forever. "Brian", you say and pinch my stomach. I blow to your ear for revenge, you answer with sharp poke between my ribs. I give up and sit up sighing. You ruin my moment, I just wanted to stay laying. You refuse to give me space, so I end up half sitting, half laying on you, and push my elbow against your rib to show how uncomfortable my position is. You start laughing again.
"Jimmy, you know what will happen if you keep making my being uncomfortable", I warn you. I`m tired, this nonsense only tightens my nerves, and eventually I will forget all rational thoughts and decicions I have made. Mischievous smile appears to your lips, of course you know.
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