It's been a week of having Tim stay with me, ever since his mental breakdown over the phone I've given him a place to be to have a good recovery. He did the same for me, and I will do so as well.
For context, he had a really bad divorce happen with his wife, when he first told me about it, it made me very upset. This destroyed him, and in turn it also destroyed me to see him so broken down and vulnerable.Tim had already gone off to bed, and I had stayed up because I needed to polish one of the demos for a song I was working on. I don't know if the demos will ever become anything but it's always good to keep them just in case.
After a few minutes of doing that I hear the bedroom door open. I look behind me to see Tim standing in a tee shirt and sweats."Can't sleep?" I ask, he nods no and says he isn't tired yet and then asks me to come to the room.
I get up from the table and go there, Tim is already back in bed again.
"What's up?" I asked, sitting down on the bed.
"I just..can't thank you enough for what you've done for me."Hearing him say that made me smile, he also seemed to be doing a little better than he was when he showed up.
"I'm glad you're doing better, and I'm always happy to support you." I reply. Internally I am grinning like an idiot."Is it okay if I vent a little?" Tim asked, I said yes and he began to vent about the things that happened leading to the breakup. It truly took me back to those times of being in therapy.
Getting into these heavy conversations brought out a lot of emotions for me, but it was a relief.
I was getting the same feeling with Tim. This time I played the role of a therapist.There's a moment where I can tell he's getting emotional again, I can hear it in his voice. Choking up and hearing the shakes as he spoke, I saw the single tear run down his face.
"Let it out" I thought.And then he broke down, I got a little closer and hugged him, he returned the favour and buried his head into my shoulder, continuing to cry.
"It's okay," I said, we stayed in embrace for a few minutes before I let go.
"What are you feeling right now?" I asked, Tim had regained his composure a little bit. I gave him a tissue to wipe the tears away."Disappointment..in myself." He said, a little shocking I'd say.
"How come?" I asked, putting one hand on Tim's shoulder. He just held his head down."I can't believe I allowed myself to live a lie like that." He said, hearing that made me a little confused.
Live a lie? What did he mean? What was he hiding? From me and whoever else? I wasn't really aware of anything like this."I don't really understand." I said, we just sat there, looking at each other. I was still confused, Tim hugged me again but this time it wasn't a regular hug like we would normally do, he held on longer and was holding me by my hips.
"I want you." He said, again more confusion on my part.
"Tim I-"
I didn't get a chance to speak, Tim put a finger over my mouth. Shushing me in what I would call a flirtatious way.
Tim then made a quick move and kissed me, my eyes widened at this sudden moment. And I quickly backed up, holding Tim by his shoulders.
"You..just kissed me." I said still a little shocked by what had just happened. Tim only nodded, he then went in for my neck, but I pushed back, shaking my head.
"Tim..I don't think this is a good idea." I said, Tim looked at me, he still had a few tears in his eyes.
"You're not in the right place, you just dealt with a divorce and with the stress you already have on your mind, I couldn't possi-" I didn't really get a chance to finish talking because Tim blurted out
"Tom I really love you!"
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Tomothy Smut
FanficA couple of Smuts about two British men. I'm going to hell for this and that's okay 😂 NONE OF THIS IS MEANT TO DISRESPECT..IT IS A WORK OF FICTION