Innocent Heart (An Echo and the Bunny men Imagine)
(This is in Will’s Point of view)
“So I was wondering if you wanted to come over and see my first edition copy of The Star Trek Mag?” Ian asked while we were coming out of the studio. “Uh, ya why not?” I said thinking nothing of it. “So my house tomorrow?” Ian asked looking slightly nervous. “Ya sounds good” I said, “Bye”. I walked to my car, and drove home.
~The Next Day~
“Hey” I said, as Ian opened the door. He stepped to the side and I walked in. It was a small cozy little house, consisting of a kitchen, and joining living room, followed by a hallway where the bathroom and two bed rooms lead off. It was tasteful decorated, with little clutter. All in all it was just very inviting and comforting. He led me into his bedroom off the little hallway. “You can sit if you want” he said glancing at his bed. I sat and looked around his room, it was again small, but nothing like the rest of his house which had a clutter free atmosphere, his room was trashed. Clothes scattered here and there a guitar, thrown half hazard on the small couch in corner. His bed was piled with clothes, and there were posters and pictures on his walls. “So…” I asked. “You have a very nice house…” I said awkwardly. “Thanks” he said fishing in the overflowing closet. I cleared my throat. “Here it is!” he said and pulled it out. It was mint, in a plastic sleeve. “Wow” I gasped. We discussed it and argued points before; the conversation hit a stand still again. The atmosphere changed in the room as Ian put the magazine away. He sat down on the bed and scooted closer, leaving only a couple of inches between us. “So I didn’t actually ask you to come to look at the magazine” he says looking me in the eye, and licking his lips. “Oh?” I ask more questioning then anything. “I wanted to talk about us, our relationship.” Things were starting to come together in my head. His nervousness, the sudden invite, the looks at rehearsals, how he was always so defensive of me. He liked me, he was…gay. It really didn’t matter to me actually; he was still my best friend. I was just shocked, that he hadn’t told me, but at the same time I guess I could see why he would be hesitant. “Hello?” He asked, voice filled with worry. “Ya, I’m sorry I was just thinking”, I hurriedly replied, snapping out of my trance. “So what do you think about it? Us I mean, like well you know what I mean” He asked anxiously. “I don’t know, I’ve never really thought about anything like that before. It’s just not what I expected” I admitted. “Come on Will just think about it for a second, us together. We could finally be truly happy together” he urged me on. “We could try it and if you don’t like it we don’t have to continue, but please just try it”. I thought about what it would be like to date Ian. My feelings were mixing themselves in my head, when Ian put his hand on my thigh. My heart started to race as he moved closer and closer, his face just inches away from mine. “Just tell me if you want me to stop” he whispered, his face was so close that his lips brushed mine slightly as he spoke, sending goose bumps up and down my spine. “Do you want me to stop?” he practically breathed. When I didn’t answer he crashed his lips onto mine. At first I didn’t respond just stood there, but then I realized that I really did like it. His lips moved in sync with mine, while I tangled my fingers in his hair. I started to massage his lips with mine and pulled the hair at the nap of his neck. I gently pulled away to catch my breathe. “I do want to try being with you” I answered quietly, “I want to make it work”. He smiled wide, the first time I’d seen him genuinely smile in a long, long time. “You and me, yah we’ve got each other, I’ll be there, always. Love it when you say, I’m the gold inside your goldmine. And I love the way, you just make me shine” he sang gently.
~Authors Note~
So yeah I have no idea who these guys are but i was asked for an imagine from them so here it is <3
~Clumsy_Girly
