Thinking out loud

The Return

He walked down the familiar streets from seven years ago. A light breeze playing with his platinum blonde hair that hung like a cloud over his forehead.

He stopped by the little white fence gate and lifted his right hand slowly removing the stopper. He pushed the gate that opened with a creak.

He walked down the narrow stone path through the garden that was flourishing with new spring life reminding him of the days of his youth.

Memories flooded his mind. He could see the two of them running around in the grass when they were seven. The twelve year olds, one on top of the other's back. The fifteen year old plucking and throwing apples into a basket that the other one held. The seventeen year olds sitting together under the same tree holding onto each other, as one rested their head on the other's shoulder.

He smiled, his mercury eyes full of love and happiness from the reminiscent times.

He walked over to the wooden door of the house and stood there. He looked down at his hands. His left hand held a rose and his right hand empty, like his heart. Both hands were however clammy with sweat.

He watched as one of the petals detached itself from the stalk and fell down at the base of the door He wasn't worried about not finding the person he was looking for. No, he knew that they were still here.

He gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing up and then down. Slowly, he raised his fist to the door. His knuckles grazed against the wood but made no sound. His eyes stung and he quickly closed them, lest any years fall to the floor.

Knock, Knock, Knock.

The sound from the door echoed through his head. He waited for a few seconds with eyes tightly shut. At last, when the door didn't open, he hung his head low in defeat.

The door creaked open and he lifted his head to look into those warm brown eyes. They looked just like he remembered them. His eyes travelled to the dark raven locks and then to his face. His beautiful face.

They stood there, facing each other. Both boys with eyes devoid of any emotion.

The twenty five year old at the door nodded and motioned for him to come inside.

The tiny blond entered and took a seat on the couch when pointed out by the black haired boy who sat down next to him. Both looked towards the floor as if it held words to be spoken and answers to the unspoken questions.

Then the blond felt the other boy's thigh brush against his, a deliberate action. He reciprocated the action.
Both hit each other's knee with their own until one of them let out a giggle.

It was the one with the chocolate coloured eyes.

Both lifted their heads. Silver pools met with umber ones. They both smiled.

They lifted their hands towards each other which met mid way and fell between them. They held on.

"I missed you", both voices sounded together. Their eyes sparked up. Both switching their gaze from the other's eyes to their lips.

They closed the gap. Their lips brushed. A feather light kiss, enough to send sparks through their bodies.

They got both their hands together, clumping them. The rose held tightly in their grip. Their foreheads rested against each other's. Eyes lightly closed.

"Seven years", the dark haired boy's voice cracked. "It took you seven years. You told me to wait and I waited for seven years."

They opened their eyes and looked at each other.

"I know, I'm sorry", said the other.

"Don't be", he said as he closed the gap between them again, placing a firm kiss on the boy's lips.

"You kept your promise, you came back so don't be sorry. I won't let you feel bad about yourself. Not again."

They broke into smiles. The dark haired boy held the other boy's waist and pulled him closer.

The other boy wrapped his legs around his waist and nuzzled his face into his neck. "Now I promise I won't let go again, I'll keep it just like this one he smiled."

The other boy smiled and carried him to the room.

He had come back. Now all was well again.

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A/N:
This short story is in honour of pride month.
I dedicate this story to BL_Love who has written amazing stories with characters to fall in love with. Thank you for giving us the chance to read such stories.
Happy pride month everyone.🌈🏳️‍🌈
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