Hands To Fall Into (manxboy)

#3 - Crushin'

Edmund watched Charles leave with a small pout, Father gave him a questioning look because of that. "You two get along then?" Father inquired. "I think so," Edmund answered.
Edmund stared at his laptop screen, reading the paragraph over and over. Could it be true? Could the site be correct? Edmund sighed, emotions were not his forte. Edmund read the paragraph over:

Everything's blooming. Your chest feels like it's going to explode, you're so happy to see or even hear from the other person, but you're both still a little unsure about what to do with the feeling. They're the person with whom you most look forward to speaking. Everything is hot and heavy.

Edmund certainly felt similar around Charles, with the exception of the last sentence. He didn't feel hot, it was more a warm fuzziness. Sort of like when on a cold winter night, you drink a cup of hot chocolate and the warmth spreads through you, it was much closer to that. Edmund didn't feel heavy either, it was more of a light-headed floaty feeling. Edmund couldn't exactly describe it, but it was there. Definitely.
Edmund sighed and closed the window and re-opened his blog. Edmund clicked on the 'New Post' button, it lead him to the empty page. Edmund hesitated, should he write a post about Charles? Would the comments come back? Edmund was glad to see that the hateful comments about his preference for men had disappeared over the course of this year, but if he were to write about his feelings for a man would they return? Edmund hit the 'go back' button and opted to read his comments instead. He always liked to answer comments, that was until that interviewer outed him...

'Make a vlog channel! Please! Please!' -KAtyThe_WEIRdo0980

'Dude, make a channel on yt. You'd be super popular and helpful' -FlamIn_WrighTer

'Lovely blog, but it would be better to make it video format as it would more accessible for people with sight problems.' -Jemmy_Madison

Edmund paged through comments, and saw the 'make a vlog/video channel' theme continue. Edmund contemplated it. It would be harder for him to get his thoughts out the right way if he were to talk... but it would be easier for people to access it. But what about people with hearing problems? Captions, stupid. Right, he could caption his videos. With determination to start his YouTube career, - or channel at least - Edmund walked across the hall to Father's room. After knocking three times, and counting to be sure, he walked in. "On the phone," Father whispered then continued to talk on the phone. Edmund stood in the exact same place without moving, waiting for the phone call to be over. "What is it Edmund?" Father asked, once the other person hung up on the phone. "Did you bring the camera?" Edmund asked. "Yes; why?" Father asked back. "They want me to start a blog channel," Edmund answered. "They...?" Father raised a questioning eyebrow. "Commenters on the blog," Edmund explained. Father nodded, "Right, well camera's in the cupboard over there." Father gestured towards the cupboard where the camera was stashed away. "Merci!" Edmund chimed.

~*~

"Yo, Charlie!" Summer once again barged into Charles' office. "What?" Charles looked up from his case brief, hoping that Summer wasn't going to annoy him about Edmund again. "So y'know, Eddie, the twink you've been drooling over," an eye roll from Charles. "I've been scrolling through his blog, as you were too shy to," another eye roll. "well he's just made a YouTube channel on popular request!" Summer announced. "He what?" Charles asked back, opening up his laptop. "Channel name's Edmund's World," Summer added. Charles typed in the name and searched it. "He's got a video," Charles noted, holding back the excitement. "Watch his video already, you idiot!" Summer nudged him. Charles opened the video, with a sigh. Summer stood next to him.
The video started. Edmund was in a light blue shirt, accompanied by his signature faded green sweater. He was sitting on the floor, in front of a window, in a hotel room. "Hello... viewers," Edmund started. "Uh, introductory video. Some of you might know me from my blog, and if you commented that I should make a channel well... here it is. You're welcome, I guess..." Video Edmund explained. Charles wanted to squee, he was so pure. So precious. Summer smirked at Charles' state of awe. "I'm Edmund Quentin Lockwood," the video cut into a montage of Edmund's various appearances on the news. "Yeah, that one. I'm doing the 50 random facts tag, because that way you'll know stuff about me." Edmund explained.
After finishing the video, that was barely edited, Charles was speechless. He. Needed. To. Meet. Edmund. Again.
Summer smiled at him teasingly. "Someone has a crush!" She chanted over and over again. "Shut up! I do not," Charles denied. He couldn't have a schoolyard crush! He was 45, for the love of all things gay!
But Charles couldn't help the feeling he got when he saw Edmund's whiskey coloured eyes, his button nose that was dusted with freckles, the freckles that spread out to his cheeks and were like constellations in the sky, the way his dark curls escaped the neat little bun and fell into his eyes, his light caramel colour skin that was probably softer than silk... "Oh crap, I have a crush," Charles muttered. "Yeah, you do," Summer agreed.