Wintertime cuddling (a TSM fanfiction)

A Confession

Peter couldn't stew in his thoughts and emotions any more. He couldn't keep his feelings for Vincent caged up much longer. And tonight was as good a night as any to let his dear support know how he felt.
Peter walked into the bedroom, yawning and stretching his arms.
"Hey Peter." Vincent said, looking up from his phone. He was laying on the bed, leaning against a pillow, with his arm stretched over his shoulder. The ADC crawled into bed next to him, laying so that their shoulders were pressed up against each other.
"Vincent, can I talk to you about something?" Peter said, doing anything he could to keep his voice from shaking.
This surprised Vincent, since usually Peter isn't the type to say something like that or even want to talk about serious topics. Slightly startled, Vincent looked over at him, a red hue creeping up on his face.
"Yeah, what's up?" He replied.
"I... um.. don't really know how to say this..." Peter was beyond flustered. Both of their hearts were racing, and it felt like a drum in their rib cages. Fuck, this was harder than I imagined, Peter thought to himself. After looking into Vincent's confused, dark brown eyes for a brief moment that felt like forever for both of them, he went in for the kiss. While it probably wasn't a very effective plan and didn't exactly explain his feelings, it worked for him.

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Peter, wh-
Vincent's thoughts were cut short by his AD Carry pulling him in and pressing their lips together. While shocked, the younger support player did enjoy the feel of his warm lips against his own. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as Peter's hands found their way down to Vincent's waist. Vincent let his hands slowly move up to Peter's head. He began running his fingers through the older boy's hair. In response, Peter moved forward into the kiss, pushing Vincent more against the wall. He tightened his grip on the rookie's waist, while still making sure to be gentle. This made Vincent softly moan under his breath, and lightly tug on Peter's coarse, black hair. It felt as if they've done this before with each other, millions of times, and yet it was only the first for them. Saying they had butterflies in their stomach would be an understatement. They felt fireworks go off inside of them. And although Peter initially intended on actually talking, this did the job just fine.

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He couldn't believe Vincent hadn't pushed him away by now. This most definitely meant returned feelings, and although he knew it in the back of his mind, he really didn't want to address it. He was more focused on the feel of Vincent's caressing fingers playing with his hair, and how his soft, small lips felt against his, and how it felt to have their bodies pressed up so close to each other. It made him just want to forget about the breathing part and spend the rest of his life in Vincent's arms, kissing him for as long as they lived. Suddenly, the younger boy pulled away, leaving heavy breaths on Peter's neck that made him shiver. Vincent let his arms fall around Peter's neck as he looked down, flustered and laughing.
"Peter..." Vincent said, still giving himself time to breathe.
"Hm?" Peter replied, letting the younger boy bury his face into his chest.
"I didn't know you liked me back." He said, unable to hide his giddiness. Peter's face lit up, though nobody could see it.
"I... um..." he tried to shove out the words, but there wasn't much to say. They already knew how they felt about each other, and he might as well let the moment last. The moment where Peter is cradling Vincent in his arms and Vincent is leaving happy breaths on the AD Carry's neck and his support is being kept warm by Peter's body heat, as they let themselves fall asleep like that and have dreams about each other.
While the moment still lasted, they couldn't feel it because of their consciousness swirling away from their minds.

THIS WAS A REALLY HARD CHAPTER FOR ME TO WRITE but I still hope you enjoyed the story and I will continue to write more like this!! <3