Aaron T. x Aaron Z. - One-shots

Secret Love Song

3rd person POV:

Aaron T. groaned as he looked at the time. 4:16. He'd promised Z that he'd go to sleep over an hour ago. No matter how hard he tried to turn off his brain, he couldn't make himself fall asleep.

His stomach was tight and uncomfortable as he thought about how Z had to go on that date with some girl. He had promised Z that he wouldn't make him lie about who he was, but here he was, just like everyone else. Letting his boyfriend go on a miserable date.

T sat up and ran a frustrated hand through his hair. He wouldn't get to sleep for a while if he kept thinking like this. Deciding to try something new, he looked up a playlist of quiet songs, in hopes that their soft melodies could put him to sleep.

A few songs in, his mind was still as active as ever. The music hadn't been as soothing as he was wanting and he was about to turn it off when another song started. It had a quiet piano intro before an equally quiet female voice started singing.

Putting his phone back down, T closed his eyes and decided to give the song a chance.

We keep behind closed doors

Every time I see you, I die a little more

Stolen moments that we steal as the curtain falls

It'll never be enough

As you drive me to my house

I can't stop these silent tears from rolling down

You and I both have to hide on the outside

Where I can't be yours and you can't be mine

But I know this, we got a love that is homeless

T's thoughts immediately went to Z. Gorgeous Z who T wasn't allowed to be with because they were both boys. Gorgeous, miserable Z who hated having to go on a 'date' with that girl for the sake of the public.

For the crown.

Why can't I hold you in the street?

Why can't I kiss you on the dance floor?

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't it be like that? 'Cause I'm yours

Why can't I say that I'm in love?

I wanna shout it from the rooftops

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't it be like that? 'Cause I'm yours

The girl singing somehow managed captured exactly how T was feeling. He wanted that with Z and it wasn't fair that he couldn't kiss Z in the streets or on the dance floor. He was Z's and Z was his, but no one could know.

It's obvious you're meant for me

Every piece of you, it just fits perfectly

Every second, every thought, I'm in so deep

But I'll never show it on my face

But we know this, we got a love that is hopeless

Z was perfect for him; he'd never found someone who complimented him so well. They were like two pieces of a puzzle, side by side, made to fit each other, but had to pretend to be 'just best friends' and were forced to 'date' other people. People who didn't fit them quite like the other.

Why can't you hold me in the street?

Why can't I kiss you on the dance floor?

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't we be like that? 'Cause I'm yours

Why can't I say that I'm in love?

I wanna shout it from the rooftops

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't we be like that? 'Cause I'm yours

The piano was building and the chorus was sung with a powerful voice, dragging T into the song. He wanted people to know that Z was his. He wanted everyone to know that they were together and they were perfect and were meant to be together.

He wanted to shout it from the rooftops. He already knew he wanted to and the pain in the girl's voice urged him on, pushing him to want it more and more.

I don't wanna live love this way

I don't wanna hide us away

I wonder if it ever will change

I'm living for that day, someday

When you hold me in the street

And you kiss me on the dance floor

I wish that we could be like that

Why can't we be like that? 'Cause I'm yours, I'm yours

The need in him was building with the music. He felt like he was being swept away, pulled out with the tide. They didn't like having to hide. He didn't want to hide the fact that he and Z were in love.

He talked to Z about the day they were living for. About being out so that they could, one day, be free and together.

Why can't you hold me in the street?

Why can't I kiss you on the dance floor?

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't it be like that? 'Cause I'm yours

Why can't I say that I'm in love?

I wanna shout it from the rooftops

I wish that it could be like that

Why can't we be like that? 'Cause I'm yours

The music cut off after a crescendo and he felt the final chord resonating deep inside him. The piano and voices echoed within him and T found himself holding his breath, waiting as if the world was on pause.

Why can't we be like that?

Wish we could be like that

Her voice was quiet and rough and T wanted to ask why they couldn't be like that. They wanted to be like that. He wanted to scream in frustration.

Sniffing, T swiped a hand across his face and was startled to find it wet with tears. He thought of the first verse when the singer mentioned silent tears.

A different song started playing, too rough for T's raw emotions. He backed to the previous song and set it to repeat one.

T laid there, crying silently into the dark as he listened to the song over and over, thinking about how unfair it was that he and Z had to hide and how much they both hated it.

Eventually, he picked up his phone and checked to see what it was called so he could download it. Secret Love Song, Pt. II by Little Mix. He shared it with Z before laying back down and letting the soft, emotional music lull him to sleep.

-Hey, heard this and thought of you. Of us.

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