when giver meets taker

On second thought

Wolt was surprised by Roy's sudden gesture, but quickly hugged back, putting his head on the crevis of Roy's neck.

Roy came to his senses, and pushed Wolt away.
"What are you doing here?? how come you didnt tell me you were coming??" Roy hissed at Wolt.

Wolt took a few steps back and put his hands up in defence.
"Woah, woah, whats the problem? I was just worried you got attacked by Klein again or something. Besides, I come over unannounced all the time!"

Roy huffed, and sat on his bed, trying to hide his face.
"Well, whatever. I'm fine, so you can leave now." Roy snapped. Wolt looked at Roy with a sad face, and turned to walk to the door.

"Wait! im sorry, i didnt mean it like that. I meant, you can leave, but if you wanna stat thats fine too." Roy blurted out, his hand stretched foward towards Wolt.

Wolt smiled at him, and Roy felt his stomach flip upside down. He was almost positive he was blushing, but he didn't particularly care.
"Im kinda tired, how about you?" Roy asked, laying down on his bed. Wolt nodded in agreement.

"Well, it is pretty late. I probably should get home, or else my mom might start worrying." Roy pouted slightly, but didnt want to seem suspiciously upset.

Wolt turned to open Roy's bedroom door, but right as he was about to turn the doorknob, there was a bright flash, folllowed by a loud crack of thunder that shook the bedroom.

Wolt froze in place, then turned around to face Roy.
"On second thought, maybe i could just spend the night here, if thats okay with you."

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Roy couldn't sleep. Wolt had his head resting on Roy's chest, with his arm across his abdomen. He looked so peaceful. Roy was almost scared to breathe.

He softly pet Wolt's hair, and looked down at him. Without thinking, he pulled out his phone, and snapped a picture, not considering the awkwardness he would face if Wolt ever saw it.

Eventually, he drifted off to sleep, but was woken up not long after by a loud crack of thunder. It woke Wolt up too, and they both rubbed their eyes and sat up.

"Wow, the storm is still going?" Wolt said sleepily. Roy nodded, running his fingers through his hair.
Wolt fell back onto the bed, and pulled the blanket over him.

Roy was mourning the loss of Wolts head on his chest, but he too rolled over and covered himself with the blanket.

But before long, Wolt rolled over and wrapped his arms around Roy's waist, holding him tightly. Roy was too tired to react, and drifted off. And just before he fell asleep, he swore he heard Wolt whisper something behind him.

I love you.