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𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍
🎨 🌿 𓍢ִ໋🀦
Earth smiles as he walks into Mix's bedroom to wait for him to finish getting ready as he spots the painting that he had given Mix hanging on the wall. The picture was of a cat sitting on the moon. "You hung it up?" Earth asks, shocked to find himself feeling special. Mix turns around, smiling over his shoulder as he replies. "Of course I did. I love your art, Earth." Earth only smiles wider— if only Mix knew how much that had made his heart race, how much it made him want to kick his feet and scream like a schoolboy with a crush.
🎨 🌿 𓍢ִ໋🀦
The two had gone out to a local park, surprised to find that it was empty on a day like today, where the sun was shining and the breeze was gently rustling the leaves of the nearby trees, the sound of water from the nearby lake providing a soft soundtrack in the background of their conversations.
Earth watched Mix as Mix watched nature. He watched Mix smile as a few ducks flapped past on the water, watched him as he kept fixing his hair from the breeze rustling it, watched him as he glanced up at the sky, the sunlight casting a glow on him. Earth smiled at these things, smiled at his beautiful boy. Earth admired every part of Mix. He loved the corners of his mouth, the small dimples that appeared when he smiled. He loved the way that Mix was just a little bit shorter than he was. He loved the way that Mix relaxed when he was around and how Mix looked at him. Mostly, though, he loved Mix.
"Do you love me?" Mix asks softly. Earth looks surprised by the question. "What kind of question is that? Of course I do." Shaking his head, Mix murmurs, "Do you love me enough to say it?" His eyes hold a hurt that Earth didn't know was there, that he had never noticed before and realization struck him. The realization that, though Earth loves Mix so much, he hardly ever voices it— but also that he has never said, out loud, how he truly feels about Mix. He much he wants Mix, for forever and a day if he can't have him any longer. "Mix." Earth's tone is so unbelievably gentle and Mix feels like he could cry, Earth is always so gentle with him, there is such an adrenaline rush that comes with being loved by Earth. "Baby, I love you." Baby— The word ricochets in Mix's head. The sound of the wind and the birds seem to dull as Earth's gaze narrows on Mix, his tone still so soft when he speaks once more, "Mix, I love you. I love you more than anything." Mix doesn't know what to say. He looks on at Earth, feeling like a firework show has erupted inside of him. Mix murmurs Earth's name, looking up to meet his eyes.
Earth leans forward, touching Mix's face lightly as he draws a finger across Mix's jawline. "Mix," Earth coos, feeling so head-over-heels in love with Mix. His lips quirk up into a soft smile, his thumb brushing over Mix's bottom lip. "You're so beautiful, my baby." Mix feels like his heart could launch out of his chest.
Mix draws Earth closer, pushing their foreheads together and brushing their noses. They've kissed before, of course, on camera, but never has it been for them. When Mix tips his head up to meet Earth's lips, Earth feels a sense of something inside of him letting go, like a knot loosening. Out of everything that could have happened today, Earth is glad that it was this.
Earth breaks their lips slowly, a smile coming onto both of their faces. "You are the most important thing that I've ever known, Mix." Earth breathes, pressing his lips against Mix's cheek. Mix holds Earth's face in his hands, his eyes roaming over Earth's face. "I have never known love like yours. I promise to cherish you, Earth. As long as I live, I will love you."
Earth kisses Mix, tender and gentle, his hand grazing Mix's cheek as he reaches to hold the back of Mix's head. Without pulling away, Mix grabs Earth's other hand and lifts it to his own chest, pressing his hand down over his beating heart, his own hand laying over Earth's to feel the beat.
This time as they break apart, both still smiling, Earth looks down at both of their hands. How had he not said 'I love you' more often?
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