Unexpected (boyxboy)

The concert

Kyle's POV

"Fuck." I drawl out quietly when I wake up. Last night was amazing, but fuck it hurts afterwards.
"Are you sure your alright?" Taylor asks in concern. I nod.
"The concert is at 7 right?" I ask. He nods.
"We should have a lazy day until then." I snuggle deeper into his side, my head on his chest. He chuckles.
"Yea alright." He agrees.
"Actually, do you have any pain killers?" I ask. I couldn't help it. This fucking hurt. It was like my backside being lit on fire, it traveled up my spine.
"Yea I have some in the drawer beside you." I turn and reach into the bedside table. My ring reflects the light. His promise ring. It was his promise that I'd only be gone for a year. Then I can come back and it'll all be fine again. I grab them and swallow two dry.

"Want some food?" He asks.
"I literally just got comfy on top of you again." I groan. Then my stomach rumbles.
"So you do want food." He teases. He goes to get up and I wrap my arms around him tightly.
"Can't. You. Just. Stay?" I struggle to say as he tries to pry me off him. He sighs and picks me up. I was still in his shirt, but I had put on boxers after our bath last night. He starts to carry me upstairs, picking his pants and shirt up so he could put them on once we get up there. I complain the whole way up the stairs and into the kitchen.
He sets me down on the counter and I huff. He laughs as he puts on his clothes.
"I haven't spoken to the guys back home in a while. Wanna give them a call?" Taylor asks as he pulls out some pans to make food.
"Yea sure." I agree. I won't admit it to them, but I miss them.
"Cool, I'll grab my laptop. You, stay." I watch his butt as he jogs away. Firm.

He comes back upstairs.
"I texted Chris. Mike and Allie aren't there, but Lee and Ella are."
"Cool." I nod. He sets the laptop on the counter across from where I sit and it has a few of me and Taylor. It loads and I wave.

"Hey guys! Long time no chat!" Chris says happily.
"Awe did you miss me?" Taylor asks teasingly.
"Nah your too loud. Kyle is pretty great though." Chris winks. I start laughing as Taylor fake swats the laptop with the spatula.
"He loves me." Taylor mumbles.
"So what do you guys have planned for today?" Ella asks. Taylor looks at me and smirks.

"We're going to see twenty one pilots!" I exclaim.
"Awe is today the day? I know you're excited, Kyle." Ella smiles. I grin and nod happily.
"But then, I think at 1am I get on my plane." I look down. Taylor stops cooking and stands beside me, draping his arms around me.
"It's okay." He says. It sounds more like he's reassuring himself.
"I know." I smile at him.

He returns to his cooking and I chat with his friends. Can I consider them my friends? I think so. He finishes cooking and passes me a plate of french toast, just like the first time... I stare at him in shock and he smiles at me.
"Might as well end the way it started." He says. He stands beside me; his arm around my waist as we eat. The people on the other side of the screen eventually say that they have to go and we say goodbye.

"Do you wanna know what's really sad about all of this?" Taylor says.
"What?" I ask.
"You haven't met my mom yet. She would love you." He rests his head in my shoulder.
"I'll meet her when I come back next year." I try to assure him. Will I come back though? What if he meets someone new, or finds it too awkward for me to come back?
"Definitely. What time is it? I know we woke up late." Taylor asks. I look over at the stove.
"A little past three. What do you wanna do?" I ask.
"Let's go get dressed. I've got an idea in mind." He beams at me. I nod.
"Yea okay." He puts our dishes in the sink and carries me back downstairs.
"Where's your family?" I ask while I look through my bag.
"Dunno, probably went out. Ryan might be sleeping." Taylor says.
"Hey, are we going to be coming back here before the concert?"
"I wasn't planning on it." He shrugs.
"Alright. Then I wanna say bye to Ryan. Also, can we stop at the cemetery?" I slip on my grey beanie.
"That was my idea." Taylor chuckles.
"Oops." I giggle.
"So yea. We can stop there." He grins. I slide on my black leggings and oversized white twenty one pilots shirt.