ICARUS FELL (boy X boy) ✔

21) An old lady throws me in an existential crisis.

"That was t-terrifying" I was still clutching Elio as we got off the god dam ghost train and got out.

"Hearing robots say 'boo' is your idea of terrifying?"

"Inside a creepy dark cave with things jumping on me? Yes it is." I replied weakly.

"Let's get out of here then" He smiled as we made our way towards the exit.

"I feel like I've just played three rounds of basketball back to back." Elio said in a tired voice as he stretched.

I yawned. "Yeah, also one of the reasons why I said to commute with the bus rather than our cars. Knew we'll be tired." I mumbled.

"Nice save." He ruffled my hairs, making me feel warmth that had nothing to do with my winter clothing or the our tiresome day.

There were only five of us on the night bus. Across from where me and Elio sat, was an old lady who kept looking at us smiling and mumbling something to herself.

Few lanes from us sat a teen couple giggling and chattering.

The conductor was dozing in his seat next to the bus driver.

Elio sat with his head on my shoulder, dozing off. We were talking about our day when I suddenly felt his head on my shoulder as he dozed off.

I definitely took a picture. He looked adorable.

With him not interrupting me, I had time to think.

So that's what I did throughout the way.
I looked back at the wonderful day I had that automatically made me smile.

Everything from the games to the rides felt, despite being tiring, like waking up to the fragrance of fresh cookies, with sunlight on your face through the window, in arms of someone important, after having a very tiring week.

For years I complained about not feeling, not enjoying, not being.

And now all of a sudden I was having all of it.

And how I'll give anything to just have another day off with him.

I didn't care if he cheated in games to win Or that he boasted off his prizes all the way to the bus. I didn't even care that he took me to the ghost train when he knew I was scared.

As long as he was doing all of that to me and with me, that's all I cared about. Just us being together in whatever it is.

And in those moments, I felt like I am willing to fight anyone, even Beck just to keep him here, leaning against me, sleeping with his head on my shoulder.

How did I even get to this point? Where did the careful Icarus go who did everything after weighing the consequences?

I looked outside, pressing me right cheek against his head.

After a while, I woke him up as I realized his stop was approaching.

He ruffled my hair and with a sleepy smile he left.

I didn't realize I was looking at the bus door even after he exited through it until the old lady sitting across me spoke up.

"You love him."

All the color drained out of my face and I felt like someone just poured a bucket of ice water over my head.

"W-what? N-no we're just-"

"You see these wrinkles and these white hair? They aren't makeup. They are from experience." She smiled smugly at me.

"I don't love him. No don't think so." I defended myself weakly.