Sepia Makes Everybody Cry With a Dyle Fanfic

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• Dan •
I felt overjoyed standing there with Kyle, finally close and open. Everything made so much more sense. I felt a little ridiculous, but I practically never let go of him. I couldn't get enough of him in my arms, held against me. When he wrapped his arms around me, I could have stayed there forever.

"I feel like... I'm yours," I murmured against his shoulder. I moved to lay my cheek on it and press my mouth against his neck.

I felt him chuckle and I grinned. "In the least possessive sense of the phrase," he whispered, "yes, you are mine now. As I am yours." He suddenly shifted and faced me. "I mean, if that's what you want. If that's where you want to go with this."

I blinked. "What...? Of course! I don't understand where else we would go after this much... drama," I laughed uncomfortably, "and finally a conclusion."

He smiled and seemed very relieved. "This is no conclusion," he added after a few moments. "This is our beginning."

We lapsed into silence again and I hugged him tightly. "We should probably start walking. It's got to be at least midnight," Kyle said.

"Oh... true," I sighed and slipped out of his arms. We walked slowly and leisurely without a word for at least two blocks. I felt the exhaustion set in and I was dragging my feet as we passed streetlamp after streetlamp. 

I let my mind wander, feeling comforted by Kyle's presence at my side. Will suddenly came to mind. I frowned. God, I'm really going to have to fix that. What actually happened, though? It... it was just me being frustrated. I was being stupid. I should apologize.

Kyle noticed my sudden mental shadow—yet another thing making me smile about him—and tapped my shoulder, bringing me out of the funk. "What'cha thinking about?"

"Nothing, just..." I sighed and shrugged. "Will." Kyle blinked and I saw him tense and his eyes narrowed slightly in confusion. I quickly explained, "No, it's just that we fought earlier. It was stupid. I was just really confused about what was going on with us and it all came out on him, you know?" I looked away guiltily. "He was just trying to help."

I felt Kyle relax and he hugged me again. We both fell relieved into each other. "Seriously," I breathed, "I've never felt like this toward anyone else, Kyle. Don't even worry."

He took a few breaths, shaking against me. "Thank you. Right back at you, okay?" I smiled and nodded. He paused for another few seconds before letting out a bubble of nervous laughter. "God, what is with all this seriousness?" He stepped away and shook his arms wildly. I laughed. "Let's get crazy!"

"Kyle—" I tried to say, but he kept flapping and I couldn't stop laughing.

"I'm not much a serious guy, you know," he winked.

"Yeah, but Kyle—"

"We should go nuts with this, you know?"

"Sure. Kyle—"

"I mean, like," he started bobbing around me in weird circles, "you're my best friend. We're doing this crazy thing together—a band, seriously!—so we should make this the most fun we've ever had."

"I'd love that. Kyle—"

"I'll never hate you. I mean, I get that this could end," he paused and frowned. "But right now that doesn't seem... real. But I want to do everything I can to make sure we're still friends no matter what."

"Me too. But, Kyle, you know—"

"God!" he exclaimed, bouncing again. "I'm getting all serious again. How come you're not bouncing with me?" He tried to grab my hands and bring me to dance with him. It took so much of my strength to not let him.

"Kyle!"

His head snapped up and he seemed to be looking and listening for the first time. "Yeah?"

My head lolled to one side and I laughed. "Kyle, it's still midnight."

He blinked and looked around. "Oh. Right."

"As much as I'd love to start on our magical adventure together right this second," I said, "the middle of the city at midnight isn't exactly the best time or place."

He gave me a sheepish look and walked back over to me. "Sorry," he grinned. I smiled back but hesitated before sticking my hand up and ruffling his hair. I had to keep myself from melting at his feet. Oh God, I could stay all over him forever. I wonder if he feels the same way... How cool would it be if someone else thought I was amazing? If I made them feel this way. I mean, besides the fans... That's kinda weird though...

"Dan?" Kyle waved his hand in my face. "You okay?"

I shook my head. "Oh, y-yeah, sorry."

He didn't respond and I just tiredly gazed at him looking back at me. I traced his chin with my eyes. His hairline. His nose. His lips...

"I really want to kiss you again."

I hardly registered the words slipping out of my mouth but I loved how his eyes crinkled as he smiled and blushed. I decided it was my turn to make the first move. I beamed and practically jumped toward him. Our lips met and I adjusted so that I stood on my toes and leaned down into the kiss. It felt incredible.

A mystery tune started drifting around my mind the entire walk back to the bus. I almost had some lyrics as we reached the lot and by the time we stepped up to the door, I could definitely hear a few lines.

I looked sadly at Kyle as he opened the door. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. "We'll figure something out," he reassured me.

I waited for him to go to his bed and I sat awake in mine for almost half an hour before I remembered the tune. I grabbed paper and my phone, darting into the bathroom and scribbling, humming, and murmuring the mess of a song as best I could. After another hour or so, I found myself blacking out a few times and half asleep on the counter. I smiled down at the lyrics I had so far.

"There was a time when a moment like this wouldn't ever cross my mind," I whispered. "The sun will rise with my name on your lips, 'cause everything will change tonight."