A Chance Encounter (Chris Hemsworth X OMC)

Beach Escape (NSFW)

After the fire had died down and the rest of the guests were off, Wyatt and the others went into the house. Craig and Leonie had already gone to bed and Luke and Melissa had left.

"We're going to watch a movie if you guys want to join," Liam offered.

Chris shook his head and took Wyatt's hand. "Nah, we've got a date tonight."

Hand-in-hand, Chris and Wyatt left the house. Under the cover of night, they walked along the shoreline. The only sound for a time was the lapping of waves against sand.

"I hate how tonight went," Chris confessed.

"I thought it went pretty well, considering."

"It's just not easy to finally feel something and then have to hide it away," Chris clarified.

"It did remind me a little of what high school was like."

"Back when you were dating the inferior Chris."

Wyatt laughed and leaned into him. "Yes, back when I was dating inferior Chris."

"I kind of feel inferior tonight, to be honest. Putting you in that position."

Wyatt looked up at Chris's solemn profile in the scant moonlight. He stopped walking and reached for his face. "Don't say things like that."

"What's it feel like?" Chris asked as he wrapped his arms around Wyatt and held him close. "Being so free?"

Wyatt looked at Chris's chest and lost himself in thought for a moment. "I've been this way for a while now so I think I sometimes forget how it used to be for me. Maybe I take it for granted. But, to answer your question...it feels like I'm living my life for myself. I'm not putting on a face so that someone else can be happy. I don't have to hide. And because I've been able to live this way for so long, it just feels easy. It's like breathing."

"I want that," Chris whispered, his voice barely audible over the waves.

"You can have it," Wyatt assured him. "You could have it now."

Chris laughed sadly. "Could I?"

"Couldn't you?" Wyatt asked in a hope-filled voice. "Couldn't you have that?"

"I don't think I can for a while."

Wyatt digested that and smiled. "You're just not ready."

"No. I'm not." Chris smiled down at Wyatt and noticed the distant look on his face. "And that hurts you."

"No."

Chris took Wyatt's face in his hands and kissed him. "Yes it does. And I hate it."

Wyatt shrugged. "It doesn't have to be like that though. You could..."

"Could what?"

Wyatt shook his head and smiled. "I feel guilty even saying any of this to you. You've given me so much by coming out to your family and sharing time with them. I feel like a spoiled brat constantly wanting more."

"You aren't. You want what you should want. Things I should be able to give you. You're not asking for anything outrageous. Just...things that aren't possible right now."

"And it hurts you when I do. Because you want to be able to give me that."

Chris took Wyatt's hand and kissed it. "Yes."

Wyatt smiled. "You hurt because there are things you wish you could give me, and I hurt because you can't give them to me yet."

A breeze washed over them and Wyatt shivered a little. Chris pulled him close to his body and smiled. "I'm glad you're here."