Cracks of a Mirror

"I missed you too... That's the first thing I should have said."

Ethan let out a lewd groan, rolling his hips against Gray's. 

"Fuck, E." Grayson grunted. The bed creaked sinfully at the late hour. Two bodies became one, two voices released muffled screams of pain and pleasure. 

"Gray, angh." 

Grayson noted how Ethan would throw his head back and squeeze his eyes close and ever so briefly, subtly, he would suck his bottom lip just before he climaxed. Ethan did just that, spewing all over his own stomach. Grayson leaned down to claim the man's swollen lips in a passionate kiss, releasing his own seed inside of him. 

Grayson fell beside Ethan on the spent sheets, crawling underneath them and bringing his naked body closer to the other man's. 

"You're good." 

Grayson cocked a brow lazily. "Hm?" 

Ethan chuckled lowly. He allowed himself to be spooned, leaning back against Grayson's hard chest. 

"At sex, I mean." 

Ethan began to giggle as soon as the words had escaped his disobedient lips. Grayson's body vibrated behind him and he realized, the latter burst out laughing as well. 

"You're damn awkward still." 

Ethan smiled. "Don't act as if you've become anything more than a goof either." 

Grayson buried his face in the crook of his lover's neck. If home had a scent, he decided that Ethan smelled like home to him. 

"I'm a bigshot movie star now, brother." 

"I've seen every movie you've been in, you know." 

Grayson widened his eyes. "Even "Of Ifs and Buts"? I was an extra in -" 

"- in the Starbucks. I know." Ethan chuckled. "How could I forget?" 

Grayson felt his eyes sting. "Ethan." He muttered stupidly, unable to form a coherent sentence. 

Ethan intertwined his fingers into his brother's, laying a chaste kiss onto Grayson's knuckles. 

"I missed you too, Gray. That's the first thing I should have said." 

Sunlight poured in through the thin blinds, earning a groan of distaste from Ethan. His eyelids fluttered open, annoyance within them. He turned to his side, only to let out a gasp of surprise before the events from the past night flooded through his brain. The annoyance faded from his orbs of hazel green. 

Ethan brought a finger to Grayson's cheek. His brother was sound asleep. His arched eyebrows were calm, his ever-smirking lips dull. He looked like a baby and Ethan found himself unconsciously smiling. 

"Love you." He mumbled, surprising himself. The words had escaped his lips without his consent. 

"Love you too." 

Ethan fell back in shock. Grayson opened one eyeball, then the other mischievously before sitting up. He grabbed Ethan by the arm before pulling him down. Ethan found himself embarrassingly in Grayson's lap. He pushed the younger away, abashed. 

"What are you doing." He spluttered. 

Grayson grinned that breathtaking grin of his. "You're a filthy liar, Ethan Dolan." 

"Let go Gray." Ethan cried as he felt his ears grow a humiliating pink.

Grayson's lips danced in mischief but his eyes were sincere. "I'm going to call the wedding off, E." 

Ethan's heart skid a beat. "Grayson, what are you on about?" 

"I'm calling the whole thing off. I can't marry her, not when I'm so madly in love with you." 

"No." Ethan muttered. He shook his head violently. "No, no, no. I won't allow it." 

"You love me too, Ethan. Enough with the denial." Grayson cried. He took hold of Ethan's struggling wrists, grasping them tightly. 

"I can't let you ruin yourself Gray. You've got your entire future determined. Marry her, take the movie offer and follow your dreams." 

Grayson clenched his jaw. "They were never just my dreams, you fool. They were our dreams." 

Ethan shook his head. "No, I'm not that boy anymore. It's not my dream -" 

"How can I pursue our dreams without you then?" Grayson whispered. He leaned his forehead against Ethan's. Ethan was breathing hard by then, overtaken by the emotion and teary-eyed. 

"Gray -" 

Grayson shushed him. "I love you." He simply said before leaning in and capturing his brother's lips. They kissed like never before, slow and reassuring. Their tongues danced with one another, saying words theirs mouths had never dared to - 

*Knock, knock! 

Ethan pulled away abruptly. He widened his eyes to saucers. Grayson glanced at the rattling door nervously before turning to obtain his clothes. 

"Y-Yes?" Ethan called. His voice cracked. 

"Ethan? It's Cameron." 

Ethan let out a sigh of relief. He caught the clothes thrown his way and hurriedly pulled them on to cover his nudity. 

Ethan fixed his hair and rose to open the cabin door. 

"Morning Cam." 

Cameron didn't respond. Instead, she pushed past him to enter. Her eyes fell upon Grayson and she growled. 

"Get up." She demanded. Grayson frowned and obeyed. He opened his mouth to ask her what was happening when he felt a smack against his cheek. He stumbled back and cupped his cheek. 

Ethan widened his eyes. "Cameron what's going on?" 

Grayson clenched his jaw. "The fuck was that for?" 

Cameron ran her hands through her hair in frustration. "That was for proposing to that bitch." She stepped closer, laying another one on her brother's face, this time on the other side. 

"And that, was for getting the bitch pregnant."