Eternity [Poets Of The Fall] Français/English

[EN] 14 - Novelty (Can You Hear Me)

After having finally woke up, their hearts still lighter than the day before, the two men had apprehended their exhaustion, due to the previous day. Both mentally and physically, the tenth anniversary of their removal was more than rich in emotions of all kinds, eventually becoming the first day of their relationship. They were together, officially, sincerely, more than ever happy with their union. It was still a little hard to believe it for them, things seemed so surreal and perfect, even more beautiful than anything they had hoped for years. Jari was delighted to see his lover walking around the rooms of his house, as if it were his. It had been so long since there had been neither life nor sweetness between these cold walls. Olli now brightened the scene, radiant, with a brilliant smile. The brown haired man liked to repeat himself that he was with the blond, and that they loved each other. Apart from the nightmare of his beloved, the drummer, although having slept too little, had enjoyed a quiet sleep and partly restorative, so the blond soothed. It was almost as if his sleeplessness was no longer necessary today and forever. The young man had found his place and his reason of being with the guitarist, and for nothing in the world he would have wanted to lose all this. He knew that then he would cease to exist.

Jari was extirpated out of his thoughts by Olli, his hand outstretched in his direction, which helped him getting up to take him immediately in his arms.

"- How am I going to stop taking you in my arms all the way through the tour ?

- And what if you don't do it ? Jari offered, smiling. Without them seeing us, in secret, just you and me.

- I think I prefer this perspective. Affirmed the blond."

Jari kissed the guitarist's cheek and the two men exchanged a smile. They parted from each other and Olli was guided by the drummer to the kitchen. It wasn't without reminding him of the past, and the habit they had taken to get prepared together each morning. The naturalness of these moments came back to them faster than ever before, and in gestures so familiar to them, Olli took two cups and coffee and lit the coffee maker, while Jari cut some pieces of bread. The brown quickly covered them with a layer of raspberry jam, the one for which the two men had always had a weakness. The guitarist had two identical coffees running, and he slipped behind the brown, caressing his back gently, retrieving a piece of sugar from the cupboard and adding it to one of the two cups. They had so often done these things together, teasing each other in the process or simply discussing about everything and nothing.

This morning, although tired, the two lovers didn't miss these sweet habits. Olli had just placed the two cups on the table, face to face, and sat down, patiently waiting for the brown, when himself, having a little jam at his fingertip, went innocently to his lover and left the sweet preparation on his cheek, laughing. The guitarist was surprised and he laughed too. He wiped his cheek and watched the brown, amused. Olli got up and went immediately to his lover, who hid behind his back the jar of jam open to leave it inaccessible to the blond.

"- Are you looking for something dear ? Jari asked innocently.

- I would like a little more jam, yes !

- There is no more unfortunately. Answered the brown."

Olli leaned toward him, trying to slide his hands behind the back of his lover. The drummer, now dangerously leaning back on the counter, immediately plunged his finger into the pot and placed it again on the face and lips of the blond who, a glimmer of challenge in the eyes and a huge smile on his face, seemed eager to revenge. The brown man turned away from the counter to escape his boyfriend. They laughed like children, and Olli quickly approached the youngest one, his face still smeared with raspberry.