Ruin (boyxboy)

Bonus Chapter!

        2 years later

-Alan-

It was about 5:30 in the evening, and I was walking down the street towards our apartment, just thinking. Austin and I had been married for almost a year. We started a band with Aaron and Tino, and one of my old friends, Phil, from Winfield. We weren’t that big yet, but I felt we were going places.

 As a bonus, it was pretty fun watching Aaron corrupt Phil, and I was shocked, wondering if I too was once like that; a small town guy who was painfully innocent. But Austin’s corrupted me plenty.

 As I continued to walk farther into LA, I kept getting this nagging feeling that something special was happening today. I had been feeling like this all day, but I seriously had no idea what could be going on. I hate being so forgetful. I looked up, and the sky was absolutely beautiful, the sun setting, coloring the sky all kinds of blue and purples and oranges and pinks. That was one great thing about living in the City of Angels: the pollution sure makes the sunsets pretty.

 I slowed down a little bit, thinking about Austin. He was so amazing, and I loved him so freaking much. He was so kind, carefree and loving. I just couldn’t get enough. I mean, it also helped that he was amazing in bed, and once I lost my virginity to him, I became some kind of sex addict. I couldn’t go a day without needing him. Wow, thanks thoughts, now I’m horny.

 I walked into our building and looked up, dreading the elevator ride to the penthouse, as it always felt like it took twenty years, and I really didn’t want to have to wait that long to see Austin.

 After stepping into the elevator and inserting our apartment key into the allocated slot, it dawned on me. S.hit. F.uck. Oh no, I can’t believe myself. I forgot. I forgot Austin and I’s one year anniversary! How could I forget that, of all events? I wanted to cry. How could I forget? I’m such a bad person!

 I was busy mentally kicking myself when the door opened, revealing our apartment.

 Why is it so dim in here? Oh God, I hope Austin didn’t plan some kind of surprise. But that’s stupid of me. Knowing Austin, he  would probably set up an indoor fireworks show just for my birthday.

 “Hello?” I called out hesitantly, hoping that he had just made me mac and cheese and we could cuddle, or do, um, something else.

 I didn’t get an answer, so I walked into the kitchen. No one in there. I checked the living room, and no one was in there either. With a sigh, I kicked off my shoes and put them near the front door and headed to the bedroom, with just a little bit of hope that Austin was out doing something, and I would have time to go and think of a present to get him.

 I had no such luck. As soon as I stepped into the bedroom door, I was pulled in and pushed against the door. I could feel more than I could see Austin pressed up against all of me, as this room was dimly lit too. His scent invaded me and made me feel weak the the knees.

 “Hi,” he whispered. I felt his lips curl into a smile against my forehead “I’ve been waiting since one this afternoon for you.” His lips travelled down to mine and he pecked them lightly before pulling back and looking at me. I’m sure that my cheeks were red and hair was tousled, whereas he looked completely unaffected, not a hair out of place.

 Austin whispered something inaudible and then softly pressed his lips against mine. I melted into the kiss, momentarily forgetting about my panic of not getting him a gift. His lips gently massaged mine, and my fingers found themselves at the base of his neck, gently tugging at his hair. His tongue swept across my bottom lip and I let it find its way into my mouth. I would never get over how much of a good kisser he was. I don’t think I would ever get enough of him. We pulled apart for air, my chest heaving, a million thoughts racing through my head.