a/n: I thought about making pt 2 and here it is... 🤗😘
. . .Continuation of Sleepover
Laying back comfortably against the headboard, as if he owns this very bed, he checks his phone for any update on their practice schedule for tomorrow. Thyme returns back from his shower and plops beside the younger asking what he is doing right now. Kavin blurts everything he sees when he scrolls down the Instagram app. Suddenly he shrieks as he pauses looking at one Instagram story.
"Look, did you see this?" Kavin flashes his phone close to the older's face, almost hitting Thyme's nose. Thyme sees MJ's story where MJ and Ren smiling wide with ice cream in their hands. He then nods cluelessly, not seeing any problem with their friends eating ice cream at night.
Kavin retreats with his hands and sighs. "Those assholes went to grab ice cream after practice. They said they didn't have time for any other stuff. What is this then? Why didn't they invite me? See, it's my favorite flavor too. These two will see my wrath tomorrow."
Thyme chuckles seeing Kavin acting like a spoiled brat. Well, he is a spoiled brat but none of them knew how sulky his baby is. Oops, his best friend.
"Okay okay, We will go tomorrow to eat that ice cream, happy now?' Thyme says almost annoyingly masking his shyness.
"No, I don't want to eat now. Those bastard ruined it." Thyme sees the younger's big pout on his face and both of his arms in front of his chest.
"Someone is a bit cranky today." Kavin gives Thyme side eyes and focuses back on his phone, scrolling.
Nodding his head sideways, Thyme scoots closer to the younger's lap and rests his head on it. Kavin doesn't flinch a bit, it's their usual way of chilling anyway. Even though Kavin's mood is off, the moment the older's skin makes any contact with his, he forgets everything, focusing fully on what is in front of him. Kavin's hands caress Thyme's head in a reflex.
"Get off me, you lazy bean. You have your own pillow, you know." Kavin annoyingly says as he continues to play with Thyme's hair ever so softly.
"You said it yourself, what's mine is already yours and what's yours is already mine. So I did a little math and I made a conclusion"
Kavin raises his one eyebrow to spill whatever conclusion Thyme has. The older abruptly sits up straight, staring at the younger, giving him the same look as Kavin.
"Stop teasing, what did you get from all this?"
"So you are mine and I'm yours." Thyme smirks seeing the little gasp from the younger's lips. He went closer to Kavin's ear and whispers the rest of the words which makes the younger shiver with goosebumps, "My prince."
"How... When did you-... I... "
Thyme examines his best friend's expression carefully. He can tell it's a mixture of fear, relief, and hesitation. He understands that they are walking on eggshells for a long time back. He just wants to clear this thick fog of hesitation or fear or whatever the hell this is, between them.
He cups Kavin's face gently, making the younger look in his eyes. Those eyes always had shown the truth to Thyme, hoping his eyes did the exact thing.
"Vin, I just want you to feel safe and free. You don't have to hide it anymore. I gave you so many hints, yet you stall it every time. You don't have to be scared, Vin. I know you have always adored me, more than friends, more than anyone..."
As the older keep on saying his thoughts, Kavin thinks he is doomed for life. Now he can't even hide his one-sided love. He gets a flicker of hope that maybe his best friend likes him back as much as he likes him. But what if he doesn't? he can't risk it. He can't lose his friendship. He can't–
"... Please. Please, please give us a chance. I'm tired of being subtle, I wanna kiss you but I have to hold it back every fucking time. Do you know how difficult it is for me to refrain from touching you like no other? Every time you flirt with others, I just wanna mark you right there and then. Every time, you smile at me, I can't help to think that rare smile is only for me, not anyone else. Every time, we touch, I can't help but hope you would also want me the same way I want you. Even right now, I'm barely hanging. I don't know if you feel the same but I swear I saw some sparks in your eyes for the last–..."
Before the older could even complete his sentence, Kavin smashes his lips on Thyme's. Eyes wide, ears red, cheeks burning, smiling wide, forehead touching, hands intertwining, lips locking and body folding against each other. For all the things they have gone through, they wouldn't have it the other way, as both of them were too special to each other, from day one.
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Thank you 1k reads...🥰🤗💞
lately, I cannot think any fluffs, idk why. but I'll try to update more.
Love,
Arrhi
