The drummer rushed to the door, his heart pounding before he lowered the handle. He took a deep breath and opened to the guitarist who gave him a big smile. Jari felt his hands slightly moist, the presence of the blond made him noticeably nervous after all these years. He noted that Olli's cheeks were tinged with pink, and he himself must have been particularly anxious at the prospect of coming back here after so long. Precisely, the man felt partially tense, worried about not knowing what to say or what to do with his beloved. When the brown invited him in, Olli walked a few steps, and as soon as Jari closed the door, the guitarist slipped a hand around the waist of the young man who he had missed, pulling him against his body. In a surprising gesture by its so natural aspect, the drummer circled the blond's neck with his arms and the two men kissed tenderly. Their hearts beat in unison, none of them had got used to it, but for nothing in the world they would have wanted it to stop. After a few moments, their lips parted, and the musicians took the time to observe each other, their eyes sparkling with happiness. Jari gently stroked the blond's cheek, plunging his brown eyes into the blue of infinite purity of Olli's.
"- I see that it hasn't changed much here, I am always so well welcomed ! Olli prompted in a wink.
- What do you want, we don't change ourselves, and then you had this excuse to justify about you coming to squat at home.- Very insightful, except that it's you who invited me if I'm right !
- Certainly because me too, I am looking for an excuse to bring you here. Admitted Jari smiling. But I know you like this invitation as much as I do.
- Oh really ?
- Yes, just look in your eyes, you can't be without me !
- That's right, but it's good, I don't intend to have to go without you again."
The guitarist looked down for a moment, before raising his eyes to the drummer who had not looked away.
"- And I have no intention of going away any more than letting you go. Clarified him."
The brown laid a new kiss on Olli's lips. Definitely, the blond had found the man he had hoped for, and by the reciprocity of his feelings, he felt that he was deeply and sincerely happy. Finally, the two men broke their embrace. Jari insisted on carrying his beloved's suitcase to his room while Olli took off his jacket, storing it in the closet and looking around him. The place had changed a bit. The guitarist saw on his left the music room of the brown, where sat a drum set in perfect condition. He suddenly smiled, seeing on the wall, near the front door, a picture of the band in which he and Jari were playing, from about ten years ago. They looked particularly carefree, and the blond thought that soon, the features of the drummer and the blond guitarist of this photograph would harden and their dark circles deepen. Hearing the steps of the brown coming back to him, Olli drove away his dark thoughts, focusing more on the image itself. He chuckled and turned to Jari who had stopped to his left.
"- But you were cute on that one, you were what, just 25 years old ?- I beg you stop ! The young man amused himself. I was awful ! A teenage face, an indeterminate haircut, glasses that didn't fit me, no, no, nothing was right ! But in the end, I think this picture makes memore valuable than you..."
The drummer watched the guitarist, looking for his reaction. Of course, they used to tease each other in the past, but he was afraid he wouldn't know how to do it anymore.
"- I agree on the point that you're still divine, but on the other hand, you still lie so badly ! The blond blurted mischievously. I know you find me too irresistible !
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Eternity [Poets Of The Fall] Français/English
FanficFrançais / English Six hommes, un groupe, trois histoires : Poets Of The Fall I - Après dix ans, rien n'avait changé entre eux. Leurs sentiments, toujours intacts, ne pouvaient pas de nouveau les faire souffrir. Sauraient-ils enfin se regarder, se p...