To Write Love On His Arms

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Matty was in the living room of his and Austin’s house, watching Star Wars with a blanket on his shoulders and a bowl of popcorn in his lap. He was wearing one of Austin’s t-shirts that fitted him loosely and one of Austin’s pajama pants. He missed Austin so much. Ever since he left, Matty slept in Austin’s bed, cuddling one of his pillows and wearing some of his shirts. He missed Austin hugging him from behind by surprise. He missed Austin’s scent, his sweet voice, his touch, his everything. The male thought that it’d be easy with not having Austin around, after all, he’s went all of his life without him.

There was a knock on the door, startling Matty a little. He sighed heavily, pausing the movie and placing the bowl of popcorn on the cherry red wooden coffee table. “I’m coming!”

He unlocked the door, opening it slightly. He saw a familiar face standing in front him with a smile on their face. “Hey,” the person simply said. They stepped inside the house, closing the door behind them.

“Austin, you’re back!” Matty cheered, immediately wrapping his arms around his best friend’s neck, his face buried in his neck. Austin had returned early from tour. Matty didn’t know if it was a dream or reality. Everything felt so real to him though. The feel of Austin’s long, lanky arms wrapping themselves around Matty’s torso, the scent of Austin’s cologne, the touch of Austin’s lips on his head.

“I missed you Matty, so much, you have no idea,” he whispered, gently holding Matty tighter and closer to him. “I thought about you every day.”

“I missed you too, Austin. As long as you’re here, that’s all that matters to me,” he whispered back. The room was silence, and they never let go of each other. It was as if they did, they’d float away.

“Matty, I have to tell you something. I’ve been waiting to tell you this for so long, and now that I’ve been gone, I think I’m ready to tell you.”

“What is it Austin?”

“I love you Matthew Alexander Moore.”