Chapter Six

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Richard left the room instantly. Elton and Taron exchanged a knowing look. Both noticed what happened in the last few minutes. The welsh man knew what to do. He wanted clarity. Now!

He followed Richard out of the room and started to search him. There only was one place where he expected Richard to be. Taron made his way to the trailer of the scottish sweetheart.
A muffled noise sounded as the younger one knocked at the brassy door of Richards trailer and he shouted "Are you okay? Can I come in?".

No response. 

"I know that you are in there. Let me in...please." Tarons voice cracked at the end and sounded desperate. Nothing happened again. 
If they wouldn't talk to each other, their friendship was in danger. That was a fact which Taron knew quite good, so he decided to go in.

His hand was already at the doorknob as he heard a quiet "Come in" from inside the trailer. As he opened the door, Richard sat slumped in his armchair. His face was covered by his hands and his elbows rested on the desk in front of him. 
Taron closed the door behind him and patterned his friend worried. 

"Are you okay, mate?" Taron asked again. This time he got an answer. "Nothing is okay, Taron." You could hear his accent clearly which happened rarely since he left his scottish hometown. "What happened between us?" He added sadly. 
Taron moved some steps forward in Richards direction and leant against the desk. Only a few inches were between them and Taron looked the older one straight (or gay) in the eyes. "I really don't know."  Taron responded and sighed tortured. 

Stillness spread and neither of them knew what to say. Richard felt kind of awkward in this situation so he avoided looking into Tarons eyes. The older one noticed that the atmosphere changed in a negative way because of that he decided to act.

"Richard, look at me" Taron said and gently touched his arm. Richard sighed and started to speak "I do not know how to behave in your presence... I can't understand my feelings towards you." Taron was surprised by his answer. He almost got used to the thought of Richard being straight. "Could I try something?" Richard looked confused but then nodded slowly. Taron put his hand on the older ones cheek and their eyes locked again. "Close your eyes, Richie" The Scot did as he was told and Taron leant down to get closer. Taron connected their lips and started to move his owns softly against the other ones. 

Richard hesitated for a second but then his hands found their way to Tarons hips to pull him onto his lap. The welsh man understood his silent request and  sat down with his legs apart. Because of their bathrobes a lot of their skin touched. The kiss got kind of intense and Taron put his arms around Richards neck. Taron noticed that Richard clearly enjoyed it because he could feel his boner. 

The kiss ended as Taron pulled his head back. "How do you feel about me now?" Richard smirked shyly. "I kinda like it to be honest" he blushed and looked away. Taron smiled. "I hope that helped you to find an answer." He stood up and said "Let's meet after shooting so you can tell me your feelings about our relationship or however you wanna call it." 
Richard was overwhelmed but agreed. Taron was about to leave the trailer as he noted "See you later... by the way you should take a minute to look after the thing in your underwear."  

Richard looked down and tried to hide 'the problem' under his bathrobe...but did you ever tried to hide a mountain under a stamp? "Fuck off, Taron" he responded laughing. 

Maybe their friendship wasn't over already. 

-Author's note-

The next chapter will be the last one bitches.

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