Adventure Cruise of Love (Willie x Adam Oneshot)

Story

Willie would find himself circling back into the same series of events. Legs slung from the ship's deck, fingers desperately tapping away on the fog and stain that muddied the surface of his screen protector. He continued to type with aggression, words that clung substantial, reduced to but another text caught in the midst of his palm, oozing out his fingertips as they strung together to form paragraphs upon paragraphs. Paragraphs that weighed heavier than the fog that ceased to lift under surveillance of the cloud-splattered night sky.

His stiff fingers came to an abrupt halt when the sound of overwhelming discordance broke out from his thoughts, roamed free mercilessly within his head. As if let out from a rattling cage he meant to keep submerged in privy, emerging from the surface of what he'd been trying to conceal for so long, hatched into and taken from sand that was plagued with unlimited divots. The ear-shattering racket that wrapped tight around his head like thread strung around a finger, pulling and tugging, and he yearned for tranquility amidst forming tension.

"Willie?"

To break it all, the gentle footsteps and delicate touch of another reached the nape of his neck, tapping gently at the collar of his leather jacket. It distracted him from the utterings of a mind he never deemed purely as his own, struck him frozen in contact with warmth that thawed the blazing embers from the depths of his numbing heart. And then it'd burst out sporadically, packaged alongside longing gestures he wished to convey so badly.

But he couldn't. No, at least, not right now.

"Adam..." A soft whisper escaped his lips, dodging narrowly past the subtle chattering of his teeth.

"How did it go? Did you send it yet?" The anticipation bubbled up into a small compartment below the larynx; it was suffocating.

"I'm sorry."

"I understand."

Adam crouched down and ran his fingers through the boy's coal-colored hair. The marine expanse that provided no stable grounding sent eddying tides that seemed to rock the ship back and forth, urging him to clutch onto his phone once again. The wind continued to pick up, prickling at their skins as Willie huddled into Adam's welcoming embrace.

It was him. A fit of air clogged the chimney of Willie's larynx as he admired the dewdrops that got caught up, tangled in Adam's luscious eyelashes. Vapor that scattered throughout the surface seeped into the pockets of their coats to remind them as they pretended every remaining day spent in the Arctic was warm and lovely, and that they weren't just freezing, struggling to find the will to fight on through the cold. And again, they continue to glare through their loving irises, finding comfort in each of their souls, craving any other form of affection.

"No, this isn't right, I–" Willie clasped the sleeve of Adam's jacket, pushing it further away from his frostbitten torso.

Adam slid his palm onto the dew-covered screen of Willie's phone, circling about the immense, miniscule 'send' button that emerged into clarity as he gave the device a light tap.

"But maybe this can make it right."

The sky's starlit decadence has never been so perfect– so fitting, the blanket that draped over their mistakened minds.

He scrolled through the narrow chat history that contained but a few words, devoid of any meaningful context. Then, he glanced back at the messages he had been furiously typing up earlier, greatly contrasting as it shone in pale moonlight.

'Eska, I'm sorry.'

The near-silent click of the fingernail that clashed with a slippery glass surface signified that it was already too late for any reversal of actions. Deep regret filled his lungs like soot that emanated from fire which burnt unforgiving and violent, coinciding with ice that melts in immediate contact.

"Now, I'm all yours." Adam coyly speaks, words gilded with tenderness, dipped in sizzling honey. "May the moon witness us in all our glory."

He nuzzled in warmth that radiated from his collarbone, confining himself to a mere someone who he barely knew– and will continue to forget about once the trip concludes.

"Hey, I have an idea."

"Go ahead."

Willie gave his phone a slight nudge, it toppled over into the vast abyss— swallowed in by the endless depths, forever lost in the ripples of infinity. Alas, he felt something strange settle in his chest, a feeling of uncertainty, yet it somehow felt soothing to his senses.

"I want this moment to last longer." Adam cooed, his slender fingers advancing kindly up Willie's neck. "Let's do something more. Is that alright?"

In place of a reply, Willie pulled his senior instructor closer...

To be continued
Feel free to imagine the rest PLEASE free me from this torment i am not being paid to do this <3