Loud And Clear (boyxboy)

Notes = Love

Considering that Lucas pretty much never knew what was going to happen from one day to the next, this day shouldn't have felt any different.

It did though. It felt big. Maybe even bigger than it actually was, that William was leaving.

Logically, he knew that people split up all the time. He knew that it wasn't the end of the world. He'd seen it on loads of occasions and wondered how anyone functioned if this was how they were feeling.

Would anyone ever like him this much again? Would he ever want anyone else the same way? Would William find someone else? Would he come back for him?

He didn't know where they stood after this. They hadn't spoken about it. They'd just enjoyed each other's company for a few days.

Lucas didn't regret that, but now, sitting on the bus with William's shoulder against his, he just wished he knew what was going to happen next.

He wanted to ask but his throat was all closed up and all he managed was a small sigh.

William took his hand.

Surprised, Lucas looked at William, who was already watching him with such worry written across his face, that Lucas got his answer. William was just as uncertain as he was.

Swallowing, Lucas leaned into William and not at all concerned about who, in the crowded morning traffic happened to be watching, kissed him warmly.

William melted into the touch for a few minutes before pulling back to speak.

"We missed our stop a few minutes ago," he said with a sigh.

"What?"

Lucas looked out the window.

"Shit! Why didn't you say anything?" he demanded, pulling the bell.

He hurried off the bus, William following sluggishly behind him.

By the time they reached the train station, people were already boarding. Panic hit Lucas, washing over him in waves. He didn't know how to say goodbye. He didn't know if this even was goodbye.

They would see each other again, he was sure, but would Lucas be here waiting for William's return or would it just be in passing, on the street?

"Hey."

William's voice drew Lucas' attention back to the present.

He was reaching into his bag, shuffling through all of his things, frowning, and Lucas knew he was stalling again.

"If you miss the train, you'll just have to catch the next one, you know."

William pursed his lips and looked at Lucas.

"That would give us a few more hours," he said.

Lucas bit his lip and swallowed and managed not to do anything crazy like dragging William away and hiding him in his apartment.

"Isn't there anywhere closer you could go?" he asked. His voice only trembled a little bit.

William shook his head.

He looked just as forlorn as he had last night, saying goodbye to his mom. Had he always been so easy to read, Lucas wondered, had Lucas simply been that oblivious to the way William looked at him?

"I have something for you," William said and came out of his bag with a thick notebook.

"I started this a while ago," he said, pushing it into Lucas' hands.

"What is it?" Lucas asked.

"Your notes," William said nudging Lucas playfully. "Translated into English."