The Cream Of Dream Part 3
Day 1 – The Reunion
Ethan rubbed the cream into his chest and throat. Warmth spread, his jawline sharpened differently this time, and his blond hair shimmered into place. When he looked up, Jace Norman was back in the mirror.
“Alright,” Ethan whispered in Jace’s voice. “Time to hang out with Asher like an old friend.”
He called Asher:
> “Yo, I’m in town for a couple days. Wanna chill?”
Within minutes, Asher replied:
> “Bro! Hell yeah. Let’s do it. Come over tonight.”
That night, Ethan (as Jace) showed up at Asher’s apartment. They hugged like old buddies.
“Man, it’s been forever,” Asher grinned.
“Too long, bro,” Ethan-as-Jace replied, hiding a smirk.
They ordered pizza, watched movies, and even played some guitar together. Ethan had to stay focused—slip once, and everything could be ruined. But seeing Asher laugh right next to him, shirt loose and hanging open, made his chest tighten.
Damn… I want to be him again, Ethan thought, staring for a second too long.
Day 2 – The Gym Test
The next morning, Asher dragged “Jace” to his gym. They trained shirtless, sweating through sets.
“Yo, you’ve been working out, huh?” Asher said, nodding at “Jace’s” arms.
Ethan flexed slightly, remembering he was in Jace’s form. “Yeah, man. Gotta keep up, you know?”
But during bench press, Ethan felt his chest ripple. His pecs were about to soften back into Ethan’s real body. Panicking, he muttered:
“Uh—bathroom, one sec.”
He rushed to the locker room, smearing cream on his nipple. His body snapped back into Jace’s muscular frame. Breathing hard, he muttered to his reflection:
“Too close… gotta time the reapplications better.”
When he returned, Asher just smirked. “Man, you take forever in the bathroom.”
“Don’t rush greatness,” Ethan joked, hiding his nerves.
That night, after Asher fell asleep, Ethan sneaked into the bathroom, wiped Jace’s form away, and transformed into Asher Angel again. He stood shirtless in the mirror, flexing, whispering:
“Today I worked out with the real me… and I held my own.”
Day 3 – Brotherly Bonding
On the last day, Asher suggested a chill day at the pool. They swam, sunbathed, and messed around like kids. Fans spotted them, and Asher laughed, “Guess we’re a photo op now.”
Ethan kept his cool, but his eyes were always drawn to Asher’s body next to his.
When they got back to Asher’s place, they collapsed onto the couch, shirtless, joking around.
“You’re like brother from another mother ,” Asher said warmly.
Ethan almost choked on the words forming in his head: If only you knew I’ve been your brother too.
The Goodbye
The third day ended with a sunset drive through the hills. Asher was at the wheel, windows down, music blasting. Ethan, still in Jace Norman’s body, leaned back in the seat, watching Asher laugh and sing along.
For a moment, it almost felt real. Like they were lifelong friends, no secrets between them.
But all good things end. When Asher dropped “Jace” off at the curb that night, he gave him a strong hug.
“Bro, thanks for hanging with me these last few days. I needed this.”
Ethan forced a smile. “Same, man. Anytime.”
Asher grinned. “Next time, it’s on me. I’ll fly out to you.”
“Deal,” Ethan said softly, watching the car pull away.
And just like that, the real Asher was gone.
The Emptiness
Ethan wandered into his hotel room, shutting the door behind him. The silence pressed heavy. He lay down on the bed, still in Jace’s form, staring.
“Without him here… it’s just me again.”
He peeled his shirt off. Jace’s chest looked good, sure, but it wasn’t what he wanted most. With a sigh, he dipped his fingers into the cream and smeared it across his chest.
Warmth surged. Blond hair darkened. Shoulders reshaped. Abs refined. Within seconds, Asher Angel stood shirtless in the mirror again.
To be Continued.
