Once More (( Darkstache))

memory

" I don't expect you too cry William, I only expect the bare minimum from you like always. I want you to care!"

Damien was getting frustrated with his passive behaviour towards the death of their friend , Mark.

" oh bull! He doesn't need me weeping after him like some sort of baby. It's not as if he cared for any of us anyway!" 

William of course like usual was either passive or completely ignored the situation at hand. He didn't care for Mark when he was alive, why should he now? 

" you're being selfish once again. Thinking of yourself like you always do! Show some compassion William. Show that you're not some..some.."

He stammered, struggling to find words that weren't too harsh

"..some emotionless monster everyone already thinks you are!" He finished his sentence.

Damien watched as the male before him trembled slightly. His face wavering from anger, to hurt, then to furious.
William stood up, coldness washing over his eyes,

" I stopped caring about Mark awhile ago."
He took a few steps forward as Damien backed away, not wanting wil to tower over him
" be careful before I do the same to you."

Darks pov:
As I snapped out of it I glanced over at my old friend, he was staring.
Not in an unsettling way of course, but rather gawking. I've caught him doing this a few times before.
I never understand why , hes seen me almost every day of his life.

"..pick your jaw off the floor. Wil."

He perks up, his face turning a light shade of pink. He wasnt embarrassed because he was staring, he was embarrassed he had gotten caught.
The egos have told me many of times that wil stares, but I've only caught him the odd few times.

" now, would you like to join me in the kitchen? I'll fix us some refreshments."
I get up, lightly dodging past him towards my kitchen.
I couldn't help but think of the way he looks at me. It didn't seem in a friend way but, it couldn't possibly be any other way right?
He wasn't the type to fall in love, he would usually just plow then run.
So why was his pupils so big? Or his eyes half lidded?

I was over thinking small things again. How pitiful of me. And rather strange, but I bet other close friends do this sort of thing too.

As I said I began to fix us some refreshments. Nothing too fancy, some cups of tea and a few small cakes I picked up from the bakery a day ago. They should still be fresh tasting hopefully

" gee, all this effort for me? You're truly spoiling me today Darky."
Wilford appears infront of me without a sound. I hate it when he does that, almost as much as I hate that nickname.

" it's Dark. No Y. Also it's not that much effort wil, just a small spot of tea is all."

I hand him the a cup and he happily gulps down the tea. More like slurping, but at least he didnt let it go to waste.
I prefer to sip mine as a nibble on the cakes , but he also seems to inhale that too.

" do me the favour of wiping the cream off your face" I mutter, quite an unflattering sight to see the cream smudged on his chin

" oh, here?" He wiped anything but the cream, causing me a deep set of a frustration
I pull the hanky from my sleeve , then proceed to grab his bowtie and yank him to eye level so it was easier

" you're a child, you know that?"
I gently dab it away as he just grins like an idiot

"..that makes the two of us. You know you have some cream on you too..I'll get it..righttt there.."
He presses his finger underneath my chin so I face up at him, before brushing his thumb against my bottom lip.

" what on e-earth are you-"

To my surprise there actually was cream on my lip. But he doesn't let go of my chin. Not for one moment.
I didn't mean too but I lock eyes with him, my hands hesitantly wrapping around his wrist but not yet pulling his hand from my face

Its warm, soothing almost. Very unlike my cold skin.
It matches his eyes, calm and inviting, a soft warm brown that's always lit up.
My face heated up much warmer then his hand in a quick matter of seconds, but we didn't pull away from eachother.
We where leaning in, time slowed.
I could hear my heart thumping against my chest. My breath not making up its mind to being heavy or being swept away. My hands becoming uncomfortably sweaty and my legs trembling in an awfully embarrassing way.

But it felt good. All formed together into an adrenal rush that only advanced when our lips touched.

It felt like it was just us. Not just in the house but in the entire world. Our hearts beating in the same rhythm and the warmth we shared was positively amazing.

My first kiss couldn't get any better.

Wilfords pov:
It was a spark of the moment type thing. An urge that just couldn't be controlled, but bully it was wonderful  
I've kissed plenty of people in my life, non of them stood out or where very mesmerising.
But this one, almost impossible to describe in words, was a core memory for sure.
He hadn't kissed before, it was obvious but I didn't mind taking lead. Not at all.

I could've stood there in that overly fancy kitchen with him for years if I could, but unfortunately we do need to breath.
As we pulled away I could see something on Darks face I've never seen before, a smile.

Although small, soft, it was remarkable to see. Especially on such a huffy grumpy man like himself.

I couldn't help but let out a proud chuckle, first one and most likely last to see him smile. So I'll savour that in my memories for the longest of times.

But it disappeared quickly, as quickly as Dark pulled away from my hand
" I'm sorry, this is so unprofessional..I shouldn't of...oh I'm sorry."

He seemed disappointed in himself , which made me frown
" dark whens the last time you let yourself have something like this? To do something sparatic and in the heat of the moment. It was wonderful! Dont regret it now!"

He cleared his throat, fixing his already neat tie, " but we're work partners wil. It's bad to have relationships in the work place."

I scoff , " dont be so bitter about it. You're acting like it meant something- ah no wait. I didnt...not like."

I run my mouth way to much. Darks face dropped, from worried to worse.

" dark no I hadn't- it does mean something! I..I.. "

Think. Come on wil, dont let him turn cold on you again.

" I love you!"