The Trip of A Lifetime - A Madderton Oneshot

Living like a lusty flower

Taron thought it would be nice to take Richard on a little weekend getaway. He had been thinking about something nice he could do for the two of them for a while now and finally decided to book a trip to a nice little cabin in Belfast, Ireland where they could be alone together and really enjoy each other's company.

It had been a while since they really hung out. Press tour had made them both so busy and by the time Taron got home at the end of the day he was ready to just pass out watching Netflix. Richard was always off who knows where in America or on a plane to a different country and the only thing Taron had to rely on were his calls and texts.

But they always came. Richard never forgot about him and he couldn't be more grateful whenever he saw his name flash across his phone screen.

But he didn't have to live by late night calls and texts anymore because Richard was coming back to London tonight and Taron was going to surprise him with this trip.

Taron picks up the phone, a small smile of excitement creeping onto his face as he dials Richard's number. He picks up on the second ring.

"Hey mate, how ye doin?" Taron can hear the smile to Richard's voice when he answers the phone––which only makes Taron smile more.

"I'm doing great! I can't wait for you to finally be back." Taron says, maybe a bit too excitedly.

Richard chuckles on the other end, deciding to tease him over his excitement. "Ye really missed me that much, ey?"

Taron could easily picture that playful smirk that he'd seen so many times on Richard's face. He rolls his eyes as he leans back into the couch, crossing one leg over the other.

"Yes, you twit, I missed your dumb face." Richard's laugh only grows louder, the knowing look of Taron's faux annoyance clear in his mind.

"I've really missed being around ye, T." Even though he says it with a laugh, Taron can hear how genuine he sounds and can't help the blush that rises to his cheeks.

"Anyway," his eyes flick over to his finger that's randomly picking at a hang nail as his excitement starts to bubble up again. "I have a little surprise for you when you get back." He can't stop the joy that rises from the pit of his stomach and makes his heart swell as if he was a school boy about to tell his best mate he just had his first kiss with the hottest girl in school.

"Is that so?" Richard replies in that teasing manner of his. Taron wishes he could slap the smug expression off his face.

"Yessss, do you wanna know what it is?"

"I don't think it would be a surprise if ye told me?"

"Well I'm telling you the surprise, but it's still a surprise because right now you're going to be surprised." Richard lets out a breathy chuckle through his nose before responding.

"Alright then, go on mate."

"Okay," Taron's voice goes up a bit like it does when he gets excited and he starts to use his hands to express himself as if someone was actually watching him. "So," he pauses again for dramatic effect and puts his hand out in front of him like he's making a stopping gesture. "I booked us a little weekend trip to Belfast. We leave tomorrow afternoon." His eyebrows are raised and he has a ridiculous grin on his face as we waits for Richard's response.

There's a short pause, but Taron feels like he's waiting forever before he hears Richard's voice. "That sounds lovely! I'll see you and your sweet arse tomorrow."

Taron can literally see the wink through the phone and it only makes him blush again. "Alright! Cool. Meet me at the airport tomorrow at 3 pm." He knows he's talking too fast and not trying to sound too whipped, but he's sure Richard can catch on anyway. Richard can always see right through him and it's unnerving. Yet, he never shows if he's caught on and always plays along as if Taron wasn't a blubbering fool for him.