RoomMates

Christmas Party (pt.2) finale

The plan was in motion. The others gathered in my room, right above where we stood.

Matt's Pov
We stood outside, watching the sun slowly disappear behind the building in front of us
   I was happy, genuinely happy. As the wind blew against my face, and the warm light covered the insides of the houses while the exterior was lit up with neon colored Christmas lights, I couldn't help but smile like an idiot.
Even though it was cold, warmth surrounded my body. Swaddling me with what I've been missing–what I've been longing for for so long. It's what I've been wanting, but sadly I am pulled out of my trance. Suddenly startled by the sudden touch I feel on my backside. That's when I realize, he wrapped his arm around me.
   I could feel my cheeks heating up, and my mind start to go crazy. His hand felt like firecrackers lighting on my skin, sending a slight tingle down my spine.
   I was utterly flustered, just by his touch. Just by the contact of his skin.

Oh how I have fallen.

"Hey Matt, look". I turn my head, seeing his brown eyes and messy hair as he points at something above us, bringing my attention to what seems like—and my whole world drops. It all goes pin-drop silent—mistletoe.
    My eyes widen at the sight above us, the butterflies already spazzing out in my stomach causing my insides more havoc than I can handle.
   "O-oh, when was that placed th-there?"  He looks completely calm, his eyes, slightly calming me as I feel everything from happiness to utter awkwardness.
   "Heh, so I guess we have to kiss now?" He says it as if he wants to. Yet of course I don't respond, fumbling my fingers as I struggle to emit noise, leaving my mouth slightly open.
   "well, y-yeah, i guess s-so...but you don't h-have to if you don't want to. I'm perfectly fine with whatever you want to do. Unless you actually, genuinely do want to kiss me then I'm all up for it, i mean. It's n-not that I want to kiss you but, I definitely wouldn't min-" but before I could say anymore, his lips are against mine.
Sparks. Fireworks. Colors mixing in perfect harmony as I almost immediately kiss back.
  I could not believe what was happening,

Our lips moved in perfect sync as we seemingly slipped away from gone world, sending me a rush of mixed emotions.
    I wanted to cry, but at the same time I was in pure bliss. With our arms wrapped around each other's bodies, pulling each other close, and the mere sensation of our skin touching, I couldn't help but smile as we break for air.
   Ryan seemed utterly satisfied, and the nervous feeling once in my stomach was gone, and the hole it left was now filled with happiness.
   I was speechless, but the silence was comforting.
   "You know you're cute when you're flustered". I punched his shoulder, rolling my eyes as he chuckled lightly, with his arm still wrapped around my waist, holding me close as we stare at each other.
   I turn my head away, asking "What does this mean?", watching the last sliver of sunset finally move out of view as I avoid eye contact.
   "Well, if it wasn't visible from that kiss, I've been meaning to tell you something for such a long time now" he unhooks his arm, making me snap my head to his face to see him with a rose in his hand.
   "Matt Watson, after everything, moving in with you and the guys, going on vacation, hell, ever since that night I fell on you in front of Jack while trying to pick up after recording that sketch at the old place, I have fallen in love with you" Unreal. It's all a dream, a prank, this can't be real.
   I am speechless, I move my mouth, but no words come out. Do my eyes deceive me? Is this even reality? It's unbelievable, inconceivable, this is a moment I have played through my head a billion times over.
    I could see his eyes turning glossy. I don't know how to react. I've thought of every single different situation, other than this one—every single way I would react according to the circumstance, except this.
   "Uh—I-uh...fuck" I don't know what to do. Quickly coming up with "actions speak better than words" before grabbing his shirt, shutting my eyes and colliding our lips together. WHEN DID I BECOME SMOOTH?.
   Feeling something against my skin I open my eyes to see petals all around us, falling at our feet. I felt like crying, I couldn't believe it. I've waited so long expecting rejection, the happiness is just overwhelmingly surprising.
   He chuckles, letting go and making me shiver at the loss of warmth as I feel the cold breeze against my neck, yet still smiling dreamily, with his arms wrapped around my waist and my arms around his neck.
We stand in a comfortable silence that feels like forever, like we're eternally glued to each other.
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   "YOU ARE SUCH A SAP, OH MY GOD". "ME? YOU'RE THE ONE BEING SAPPIER THAN A TREE". And back at it again. "am not". "are too". "whatever, you're the one confessing to me" "shut up, you know you thought it was the sweetest thing ever". And he was so right, hell, I'm still dying over what just happened.
  "Yeah, making you even sappier".
"Yeah, yeah NOW COME AND SIT ON SANTA's LAP" He says, making me roll my eyes before pushing him up against the wall with kiss. Not a needy, lustful kiss but short and sweet, and very passionate.
    We slowly break apart, our foreheads touching as we do. "so, Matt. Does this mean you like me back?" "No" his head shot up, "what?". He looked absolutely confused.

"I love you".
"God, you are so fucking cheesy" "shut up and kiss me". And with that we kissed passionately before walking back inside smiling like idiots.
    The others ran downs the stairs, looking more excited than the two of us combined, engulfing Ry and I in a tight group hug before breaking apart.
    They were happy for us, and so in on whatever this was that they planned. "So who's plan was it?" Mark shyly raised his hand. "Well it worked", i say happily, kissing Ry on the cheek and making him turn a light pink.
    They nodded in agreement. Strangely, he hasn't officially asked me out yet. But I know it shouldn't be long before that happens.
    But before anything else could be said I yawned loudly. It was getting late, and Ry noticed my tiredness, saying "well I think I'm going to go to bed" "same". The others obviously weren't as tired, but being confessed to by the one you love drains your emotions. So we walked upstairs, "hey matt...um...do you want to sleep in my room tonight?".
   I chuckle lightly, his flustering is adorable. I nod my head, saying "sure but I need to take off this stupid itchy sweater" he hums in response. So I walk into my room, taking off the festive Christmas clothing before putting on a shirt and leaving my room. Entering his seconds later to see he's putting on his shirt.
    I get into the bed, covering myself in the warm blanket as I let all of today soak in with a happy sigh. Ryan gets next to me, laying on his back, same as I was. I was starting to doze off. "Hey Matt?". I hum a reply. "Will you be my boyfriend" somehow the smile on my face grew. "Of course". And with that I had the best nights worth of sleep in awhile.
  
A/N: Good? Bad? Thoughts on this chapter?
Sorry it took so long to update lately my life's been hectic. How was your day? (Yes I am asking you how your day was)