𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 | dealor

the last one (?)

Roger ended up staying with John for a whole two weeks. Those two weeks were filled with ups and downs. Moments of utter happiness and utter sadness. Of course, John had his down days; like the time when he heard his Nonna's favorite song being played on the radio and Roger had to take him into his arms, kiss his tears away and whisper sweet nothings to him.

It was Sunday morning and Roger knew he had to go home eventually. But, he wanted to take John with him. He had proposed the idea to the younger boy a little while ago but never got a definite answer. But Roger needed to leave with or without John, but he preferred the first idea. 

They were sat on the sofa again, watching an Italian TV show. Roger didn't understand a thing and he wasn't sure if John did either, going off by the fact the boys' eyes kept opening and closing out of tiredness.

"Hey John?" Roger started, wanting to get the inevitable conversation over and done with.

"Mmm?"John hummed in reply.

"Can we talk for a sec?"

John sat up out of Roger's embrace and looked into his eyes. "What's wrong?" He said, alarmed. 

Roger tucked a strand of hair behind John's ear in reassurance. "It's just... we both know I have to go back home sooner or later. And you do remember what I said two weeks ago..."

John nodded. He did know what Roger proposed two weeks ago. That he returns to England alongside him. John had slept on that idea many times and he still couldn't say he had made up his mind. In his head, he had made up a list of pros and cons of going back with Roger.

Pro; I'd be with Roger. Obvious pro.

Con; i'd know nobody there and have to get used to a brand new life with brand new people

Pro; I could see my family more

Con; where would I stay? where would I work? I have £0 to my name until Nonna's inheritance comes through. I'm broke. 

"I don't know. I'm broke. I don't know where I'd work or where I'd stay..." 

Roger scoffed and raised an eyebrow. "You'd stay with me and Freddie, silly. And Freddie isn't that all that bad, I promise. He's a wonderful flatmate."

John wasn't too sure about that idea. Sure, it would ease some of his worries. He would have a place to stay and he could relax a little more before he'd have to get a job to pay his share of the rent. Plus, he'd be with Roger more. And he couldn't wait to meet Freddie. He sounded quite the character. 

"I don't want to take up yours and Freddie's space. It's not fair." John mumbled, twiddling his thumbs and biting his lip. He wished he still had some tea left in his mug. 

Roger scoffed. "What? Don't be stupid, Deaks. I'm offering, aren't I? I'd love for you to stay with us, and Freddie will be delighted. He's been waiting to meet you in person. He was the one cheering when I announced I was coming here." Roger joked. He threaded his fingers through John's delicate locks.

"You told me that Nonna was the only relative over here with you. Back home, you will be able to see your family again. I know how much your mum and Julie." The blonde said softly, secretly praying John would take him up on his offer.

John remained silent and looked down at the floor. He did miss his family. Terribly. And Nonna was the only relative he had over here in Crema. He would give anything to see his mum again and see if she got any better. 

"When are you leaving?" John whispered.

Roger looked at the clock. He was planning on leaving tomorrow.

"Tomorrow but I'm not sure about the time." 

John nodded and sniffed a little. "Okay." He finally answered.

Roger's eyes widened in surprise. "Okay? Does that mean you'll come home with me?" 

The younger boy nodded and took Roger's hands in his shaking ones. "Yeah." 

It was Monday morning and John, to put it lightly, was shitting himself. He hadn't travelled in years. Not on an aeroplane, anyways. The last time he had been on a plane was when he and his Nonna were flying to Italy together. He had never left the country since. 

He loved it in Italy, he did. He loved the scalding hot weather, which he knew England didn't have. He loved the gorgeous atmosphere and the sights. He loved biking around to his favourite libraries and cafe's. And it was true, Italian pizzas were the best. Flowers bloomed everywhere. He had his little secret spots, too. He wished he had took Roger to some but he had just been too melancholy. 

"You okay?" Roger's soothing voice dragged him out of his daydream. John nodded in response and placed his hand on the blonde's arm. 

When they boarded the plane, John was overcome with nerves. But as long as he had Roger by his side, he would be completely fine. He was actually thrilled to be going back to  England so he could see his mother and sister once again. He knew his Nonna would be proud of him.

When nobody was looking, he placed a sensual kiss on Roger's lips, who chuckled into the kiss. "What was that for, hm?" He teased.

John just shrugged with a bright smile upon his face. "Don't know. Just... I love being with you, y'no? I can't wait to live with you... and Freddie." he giggled. 

Roger brung John's head to lean on his shoulder and kissed his temple. "I'm so glad I signed up for that weird pen pal site." He admitted in a whisper.