Two Intertwining Melodies (Will Ramos)

VI.

As the night grew later we'd all made our way back to the hotel bar. Each band had commitments coming up the following week, so we'd be splitting up for a while tomorrow.
Noah and Maria were huddled together at the end of the table, soaking up their last hours together. 
Just past 2am they said their good nights, as did the rest of his band and Oli (beautiful girl leeched to his side).

Will and I were in our own bubble as the group shrunk. He was heading to Utah for a vocal study and we were going to California for a show.

Genuine sadness gripped me and the reality of not being around him was settling in. I yearned for him so pathetically and it had only been mere days.
I need a lobotomy.

"You're not going to forget who I am by the time we see each other again, are you?" I teased.

"Absolutely not, they're fucking around with my throat, not my brain" he grinned, putting a hand on my knee.

"Two months is more like two years in this job. You could be a completely different person. You could meet someone and be married in that time."

He gasped, hand dramatically covering his mouth "is that a proposal?"

"Of course not! Your nails aren't done, I'm not a monster" I laughed, taking a sip of my drink.
"I've really liked our time together, either way."

"I'm not going to meet or marry anyone. You have my word" he held his other hand up, like he was taking an oath. "I'll just be waiting, this hasn't been enough time for me." A soft smile.

"Oh my god" I muttered, feeling my face warm up. He laughed lightly at my bashfulness. "It can't come quick enough."

"I bet you could though!" Danny interrupted before cackling to himself.

I threw a balled up napkin at his head "it's rude to eavesdrop, you Neanderthal."

"I'm one seat away from you! I can't go deaf. Go gush somewhere else if you can't handle me reading your mind." He smirked before carrying on his conversation with Andrew.

We now sat in a booth, his arm lay behind me.
"After Slipknot, I was pretty wasted. I can't really remember all that much, did I do anything mortifying?" I asked, picking at my cuticle.

He smirked lightly "Nah, nothing at all. Why'd you ask?"

"Oh nothing, just something Billy Bullshit over there told me" I cocked my head towards Danny. "He said I kissed you that night."

"Well, yes and no." he huffed a laugh through his nose. "You said 'I want to kiss you right now but sober me wants to wait' only - you didn't say kiss."

That right there is the kind of 'mortifying' I meant.

"For fuck's sake." My face was covered by my hands for a moment.

"There's no way that was going to happen. I did kiss you though, I couldn't help it - it was a reaction. I had Dutch courage, drunk Will took the wheel there." He looked at me trying to figure out my reaction to the revelation.

"You kissed me?" He nodded in reply "You kissed me. I fucking wish I could remember now. Just maybe not what I said to instigate it." I cringed, laughing.

"It was more like a peck, really." he reassured "nothing like tonight" he looked me up and down with a tiny smirk.

Every ounce of self respect left my body and I wanted to fucking crawl on to him.
I locked eyes with him, desperately trying to cling to some dignity.
"You can't look at me like that. Play fair" I slapped his leg gently.

"I'm not doing anything! I'm just thinking about it. That's all."

"Thinking about what?"

"If you can't handle the look I just gave you, you definitely won't like my thoughts." he picked up my hand and kissed it gently, his eyes never leaving mine.