I'll bare my soul when you say the word (Keveridge OneShot)

I'll bare my soul when you say the word

(Author's Note: I was in another Keveridge OneShot mood so I write this out of boredom. Enjoy.)

KIER'S POV

"W-wait, what are y-you saying, Drew?" Laurence questioned, the shock clear on his face as he stared at his boyfriend, although I feared that Drew was going to say what we all thought.

"Laurence... I have feelings for someone else now, I-I think I love Shane, so this has to end..." Drew seemed to be trying his best to keep his eyes on Laurence, although he glanced past me to Shane who shifted uneasily next to the sofa.

Laurence didn't shout or seem angry but he was clearly upset and even though his eyes were glazed, I could tell he was trying to hold back from crying. It hurt me to see him like this and I wanted to go over to comfort him at that moment but I didn't want my feelings to get in the way.

A weak but kind hint of a smile turned Laurence's lips, "W-well I wish you b-both the best..." I watched as he left the room quickly as he headed up the stairs and he entered his and Drew's room. After this I expected that it would go back to how it was before their relationship where me and Laurence shared a room which did not help with the fact that I was in fact despretly in love with our other vocalist.

"Kier?" Drew said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked towards the short sandy haired man who spoke up again before I even had the chance to open my mouth. "Could you go check on him, Kier?"

I didn't need to be told twice and immediately left the room in pursute of Laurence.

As I opened the bedroom door the sound of faint sobs was the first thing to catch my attention. Laurence was sat on the bed with his head in his hands, shoulders shaking lightly as he cried.  My heart ached at the sight.

After shutting the door, I walked over and sat down next to Laurence. "I'm sorry, Bevers..." I said softly while looking down at my hands.

Laurence lifted his tear stained face from his hands, shaking it slightly before looking up at me with those beautiful dark eyes of his.

"There is no need for you to say sorry, Kier. It isn't your fault that Drew loves Shane. It's just the way that life seems to work for me." He tried to speak clearly but I could his voice cracking at points.

Sighing, I wrapped an arm around Laurence's shoulders and pulled him closer into a sort of half hug. "I know but you did just come out of a relationship with someone you cared a lot about."

Laurence rested his head on my shoulder, my t-shirt slowly dampening as stray tears made their way down his flushed cheeks. "I'm happy that Drew has found someone he loves, you know, and it's obvious that Shane loves him to. I just wish that I could have someone like that, who would love me like Shane loves Drew." The words faded at the end and instead were replaced by quiet sobbing.

I ran my fingers through his hair lightly as an attempt to sooth him and I tried to look at his face, "It will be okay, Bevers. And you are loved as well.  Drew, Shane and Luke, all love you as if you as if your family."

Laurence threaded his fingers with mine, resting our joined hands on my thigh, and a small smile was on his lips as he raised his head from my shoulder to look at me properly, "There should be more people like you in the world, Kemp. You are always there for everyone, for both us and the fans. You're also smart, kind and talented. People like you are just too rare..."

I couldn't help the way my heart fluttered at his words. I never pictured myself quite like that and the way he said it didn't sound like he was lying to me.

I looked down at our hands, letting my fringe fall over my face in hope that he wouldn't notice the blush that began to brighten my cheeks. "You don't give yourself enough compliments, Beveridge."

I felt a hand lightly grip my chin and turn my head towards Laurence whose eyes were red and puffy but still glistened in that way which would make it so difficult for me to look away.

"I don't want to talk about me right now, forget about me, I want to talk about you." He carefully brushed my fringe from my face and I felt myself shiver as the back of his fingers brushed against my flushed cheek.

I leant against his hand as he cupped the side of my face and the words that slipped from my lips were quiet, "I can never forget you. I love you too much for you  to be off my mind for a moment..."

The silence between us then was not awkward, not at all, but I couldn't help but be nervous about how he would respond. Laurence's eyes seemed to scan my face before he leant in and pressed his lips to mine.

I wanted to wrap my arms around him and deepen this but I wanted to check something first so I pulled back just a cm from his face, resting our foreheads together, "You're not just doing this because of Drew, are you?" I really hoped he wasn't, I don't think my heart could take that.

"I've always liked you as more than a friend, Kier. We've been friends since we were nine, it was impossible to not feel more..." Laurence said, not seeming to show any signs of lying.

I felt a smile pull my lips and suddenly moved forward, crashing our lips together.

His fingers slid into my hair while my hands pushed him down on the bed where I then straddled his waist. Our kisses ranged gentle slow kisses that held care and love to deep passionate and delicious kisses.

His fingers toyed with the hem of my t-shirt before he gripped it and pulled it over my head. His own t-shirt then joined mine in a pile on the floor.

"Are you sure about this, Bevers?" I asked once more between kisses.

"More sure than I've ever been." He replied. It wasn't long until we were just left in our boxers.

I trailed kisses across his jawline to his neck, biting the sensative spot below his ear, drawing out a delicious moan from Laurence. "I love that sound" I spoke into his skin while making little marks on his collar bone.

Laurence flipped us over so that I was now on my back and he was leaning over me. "I think that sound would be better coming from you." He whispered before leaning down to kiss me. I felt his hands slide down my chest and stomach to my boxers then pulled them down so I was completely naked. He then removed his own boxers leaving us both bare.

He pulled away from me to lean across to the bedside table to grab a bottle of lube which he poured onto his fingers. Leaning forward, Laurence's face hovered just above mine, his eyes searching mine, "Ready?" I nodded in reply and moments later Laurence pushed a finger into my entrance, I couldn't help but gasp at the sensation.

After he had added more fingers and stretching me, he removed them then poured lube on his length and got into position.

This was happening , I thought, this is really happening and when Laurence pushed in, a low moan escaped from my throat.

Laurence noticed, smiling, and leant down to kiss me again. I gripped the back of his neck so I could continue kissing him and wrapped my legs around him as he thrusted into me.

I moaned against his mouth as we kissed and I tried my best not to yell his name when he got faster and he repeatedly hit that one spot. Damn he was perfect.

By the end we both moaning and muttering to each other between gasps as I couldn't hold on and Laurence released soon after me. I released my tight grip on his hair and unwrapped my legs from him so he could pull out.

Our legs tangled together as we lay and tried to catch our breaths. Laurence ran a hand over my sweat slick chest and leant forward, kissing me lightly, "Thank you, Kier."

"What for?" I asked, confused.

His fingers brushed my fringe from my face as he spoke, "Thank you for loving me."

I smiled softly, "Don't thank me, Bevers. I'll always be there for you."

I moved closer to him, enjoying the warmth he provided, especially as he wrapped his arms around me. I let my eyes flutter closed and focused on the beat of Laurence's heart as I rested my head against his chest.

"Kier?" Laurence whispered into my hair. I replied with a 'mhm' sound for him to continue. "I have always loved you." I smiled to myself and planted a kiss to his chest over his heart to let him know I heard.

Author's Note: So this is the first smut thing I've written and it's crap but oh well, I tried