Bed Sheets II

69. Don't Leave, Please.

They were both seated in the living room, Eric scrolling through stations and sighing when he found nothing entertaining playing. Their day had been successful; Draven had gotten everything back that he had lost. Sophie, although she was cold to him, sat at her old desk and helped Draven organize all his materials as they were before. Miranda continuously separated Jason who felt the need to argue or insult Rebecca whenever he had the chance. Hector had to argue with the Chancellor to be switched back with Draven, which the Chancellor eventually accepted. Lastly, Eric, who had spent almost every single minute with Draven, finally stood to his feet and said, "I guess it's my time to go, isn't it?"

Draven frowned, "Go where?"

Eric chuckled, stepping around the couch, "To find a home."

"What are you talking about?" Draven noticed that he was heading towards the front door, and he hurriedly followed after him, "Eric, please explain."

"You got your life back, you got everything you wanted back; there's no need for me to be here—"

"No, I haven't gotten everything I've wanted back," he whispered with a shaky breath.

Eric paused for a moment, tilting his head, "What's still missing?" He hadn't expected that Draven would lean forward and plant a kiss on Eric's lips, tightly squeezing together before slowly stepping apart from him.

When Eric simply stared at him, Draven shrugged his shoulders, "That's still missing."

Eric was quiet, lowering his eyes to his feet before saying, "I don't know..."

"Are you no longer sure about loving me?"

"No, it has nothing to do with that. I want to spend the rest of my life with you Draven, we're meant to be together I believe that," he grinned for a second, before his face became somber. "I just...don't know if it's the right timing."

"Eric, there will never be the right timing," Draven stepped forward, "there will never be a time where we'll be completely perfect, the both of us. But we're both better now, wouldn't you agree?"

"That's true, we are," he nodded. "I'm just...frightened, Draven. Our good times are uplifting but the bad times we experience together, they're seriously bad."

"We've both grown up. We've both experienced difficult times, we've both hurt each other and that only helped us grow even stronger together. Eric," Draven tilted his head, "if you say no then that's fine, but how about we give this a shot?" When he noticed Eric's uncertainty begin to disappear, Draven stepped forward and added, "Don't leave, please."

Eric slowly nodded his head, and let Draven wrapped his arms around him, into a warm embrace. "Alright," Eric cooed, his forehead in the crook on Draven's chest. After a few seconds, Eric pulled apart and said, "That means we can...have...you know..."

Draven snorted before raising Eric and holding him from his waist, to which Eric wrapped his legs around Draven's lower waist and letting him carry him to the bedroom, "Yes, that means we can."