ghosting

ACT II PART IV

The party was loud. They always were. Xavier sighed as he filled himself another cup of spiked punch and made his way outside to where he knew Eddie was. He tried aviodind Hagan and Billy, not in the mood for any snark homophobic remarks.

"Xavi," Eddie said.

Xavier smiled at him, the boy was tipsy. He leaned on the wall next to the older boy and looked at him.

"You're really pretty Eds," he muttered.

Eddie laughs softly at his comment and turns to look at him, an eyebrow raised.

"You drunk ba- man?" he asks.

Xavier shakes his head, "Not yet. Plus I am not a lightweight, mi vida, you know this."

It was easy to fall into old habits. Xavier moves his hand for his fingers to graze the back of Eddie's hands. Eddie lets him. Eddie lets him and Xavier starts to feel overwhelmed. He misses him, he misses Eddie so much it hurts him.

"Virgen santisima." he mumbles.

"What?" Eddie asks.

Xavier shakes his head and moves his hand away, "Nothing. I'm good."

He looks down to where their hands are, still feeling the ghost of Eddie on him. It was hard to break habits, always needing to do something else to not fall back into habit. It's why smokers chew gum or suck on a lolipop to keep their mouth occupied.

So really, it wasn't his fault.

"Are you busy?" he asks Eddie.

Eddie turns to look at him once more. "No..?"

Xavier nods and grabs the older boys hand, pulling him into the house and into an empty bedroom. Xavier made sure no one saw them, even if they were seen they were all drunk, there were already rumors about both of them being queer.

The door closed and Xavier looked at Eddie. It was hard to explain, that he was still so deeply in love with Eddie and yet, he was starting to harbor a small crush on Steve.

But that wasn't important right now. What was important at this moment, was Eddie Munson. Xavier moved into his space and cradled the older boys face in his hands.

"You did your eyeliner," he whispered.

Eddie was always easily flustered. The boy nodded at him.

"It's pretty." he continues.

He moves a thumb to start touching Eddie's lips. He could feel the boy's blush, his cheeks warming up. Eddie leaned into the touch, welcoming it.

"Are you going to kiss me honey?" Eddie asked.

His voice was raspy, longing.

"Yeah baby," Xavier whispers. "Do you want me to?"

Eddie threw his head back and nods his head. Xavier hums and moves to push Eddie onto the bed. Eddie looks up at him, his hands on his hips. His thumbs started rubbing circles against his hips. The younger boy moved to sit on Eddie's lap, straddling him. He looks down at Eddie, his hands moving back to his face.

"Ay mi amor," he whispers.

He leans his face close to his, their lips grazing each other. Eddie hums softly, a hand moving to hold Xavier from the back of his head as he kisses him.

The kiss is full of longing. The way Eddie holds the younger boy against him and the way Xavier presses against him. Xavier's hands move to grasps at Eddie's hair. His finger entagle, tugging slightly as he tries to get closer to him.