It was late at night, and Arthur lay in bed, his phone pressed to his ear as he spoke to Nick. Their nightly conversations had become a comforting routine, a bridge connecting their shared history to the hopeful future they were determined to rebuild.
Tonight, their discussion flowed effortlessly, moving through their fondest memories, dreams, and all the little things they had missed about each other.
Arthur shifted onto his side, a confident smile gracing his lips as he gazed at the ceiling. "Do you remember the first time we kissed?"
Nick's voice resonated warmly on the other end. "Of course I remember. It was on the rooftop, under the stars. You looked nervous, but you were stunning."
Arthur chuckled, reliving the moment. "I was nervous, but I knew it was right. I knew you were the one for me."
There was a brief pause, and Arthur swallowed, his heart racing with anticipation.
"I love you, Nick," he said firmly, his voice steady with emotion. "I love you. I've missed you more than I can express."
Arthur held his breath, waiting for a response
But then the call abruptly disconnected.
His heart sank. He stared at his phone, disbelief washing over him.
Had he said too much? Had he scared Nick away?
Panic gripped him as he called Nick back, determination coursing through his fingers.
No answer.
He tried again. And again. Each call went unanswered.
Arthur sat up in bed, his heart pounding with uncertainty. What if Nick had changed his mind? What if he wasn't ready for this?
And then—
A firm knock at the door.
Arthur froze. His breath quickened as he grasped the gravity of the moment.
Slowly, he climbed out of bed, moving purposefully toward the door. His hands trembled slightly as he reached for the handle.
He opened the door.
Nick stood there, breathless and intense, as if he had sprinted to reach him. His dark eyes shone with undeniable emotion, and there was an urgency in his stance.
Arthur barely had time to process before Nick stepped inside, locking the door behind him. Their eyes locked, and in that instant, everything-every unspoken sentiment, every ounce of sorrow, every bit of love—came rushing to the surface.
Without hesitation, Nick grasped Arthur's face, his fingers threading through his hair, and kissed him.
It was a kiss filled with desperation and passion, an explosion of everything they had held back.
Arthur gasped against Nick's lips, gripping the fabric of Nick's shirt as he drew him closer, their kiss becoming primal and urgent—imbued with longing and connection.
Nick's hands roamed over Arthur's body, pulling him impossibly nearer, as if he feared losing him if he let go. Arthur felt that same urgency. He clung to Nick, heart racing, as they stumbled back toward the bedroom.
They barely made it inside before Nick pushed Arthur against the wall, their mouths still glued together.
"I couldn't breathe without you," Nick breathed against Arthur's lips, his voice thick with emotion. "I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat. I tried to stay away, but I just couldn't. I don't want to."
Arthur held Nick's gaze, resolve etched on his face. "Then don't."
Nick exhaled shakily, his eyes dark and focused.
Arthur pulled him closer, their kisses growing frantic, their bodies entwined as if they had been yearning for this moment forever.
Clothes were shed piece by piece, hands exploring familiar territory, rediscovering what they had once known so well.
Nick's kisses trailed down Arthur's neck, igniting his skin as Arthur shivered with anticipation, fingers digging into Nick's shoulders as he surrendered fully to the experience.
"I've missed you," Nick murmured against Arthur's skin. "So much."
Arthur's breath hitched. "Show me," he commanded softly.
With a firm yet gentle touch, Nick lifted him effortlessly and carried him to the bed, laying him down with a care that made Arthur's heart swell.
In that moment, the outside world vanished.
It was just the two of them.
Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, hands searching, lips finding one another with an unbreakable connection.
Every touch was a confession, every kiss a promise sealed.
When they finally came together, it was more than a physical reunion.
It was an unspoken vow—one that declared, "I love you. I never stopped loving you. And I'm never letting you go again."
Hours later, they lingered entwined, warmth radiating between them as their breathing slowed.
Nick pressed a soft kiss to Arthur's shoulder, tracing slow circles against his skin.
Arthur smiled, resting his head confidently against Nick's chest. "I think I just fell in love with you all over again."
Nick chuckled, face softening as he tightened his arm around Arthur's waist. "Good. Because I never stopped."
Arthur lifted his gaze, meeting Nick's eyes. "Promise me you won't disappear again."
Nick's expression turned serious, but resolute. He brushed Arthur's hair from his forehead, his touch lingering with intention.
"I promise," he stated firmly. "I made a mistake—a terrible, unforgivable mistake. But I swear to you, nothing will come between us again."
Arthur felt a wave of relief wash over him. "Not even Tyler?"
Nick's jaw clenched at the mention of his name. "Especially not Tyler."
Arthur exhaled, grounded by Nick's vow.
Nick's gaze softened as he cupped Arthur's cheek, a promise in his eyes. "He w—"It was late at night, and Arthur lay in bed, his phone pressed to his ear as he spoke to Nick. Their nightly conversations had become a comforting routine, a bridge connecting their shared history to the hopeful future they were determined to rebuild.
Tonight, their discussion flowed effortlessly, moving through their fondest memories, dreams, and all the little things they had missed about each other.
Arthur shifted onto his side, a confident smile gracing his lips as he gazed at the ceiling. "Do you remember the first time we kissed?"
Nick's voice resonated warmly on the other end. "Of course I remember. It was on the rooftop, under the stars. You looked nervous, but you were stunning."
Arthur chuckled, reliving the moment. "I was nervous, but I knew it was right. I knew you were the one for me."
There was a brief pause, and Arthur swallowed, his heart racing with anticipation.
"I love you, Nick," he said firmly, his voice steady with emotion. "I love you. I've missed you more than I can express."
Arthur held his breath, waiting for a response—
But then the call abruptly disconnected.
His heart sank. He stared at his phone, disbelief washing over him.
Had he said too much? Had he scared Nick away?
Panic gripped him as he called Nick back, determination coursing through his fingers.
No answer.
He tried again. And again. Each call went unanswered.
Arthur sat up in bed, his heart pounding with uncertainty. What if Nick had changed his mind? What if he wasn't ready for this?
And then—
A firm knock at the door.
Arthur froze. His breath quickened as he grasped the gravity of the moment.
Slowly, he climbed out of bed, moving purposefully toward the door. His hands trembled slightly as he reached for the handle.
He opened the door.
Nick stood there, breathless and intense, as if he had sprinted to reach him. His dark eyes shone with undeniable emotion, and there was an urgency in his stance.
Arthur barely had time to process before Nick stepped inside, locking the door behind him. Their eyes locked, and in that instant, everything—every unspoken sentiment, every ounce of sorrow, every bit of love—came rushing to the surface.
Without hesitation, Nick grasped Arthur's face, his fingers threading through his hair, and kissed him.
It was a kiss filled with desperation and passion, an explosion of everything they had held back.
Arthur gasped against Nick's lips, gripping the fabric of Nick's shirt as he drew him closer, their kiss becoming primal and urgent—imbued with longing and connection.
Nick's hands roamed over Arthur's body, pulling him impossibly nearer, as if he feared losing him if he let go. Arthur felt that same urgency. He clung to Nick, heart racing, as they stumbled back toward the bedroom.
They barely made it inside before Nick pushed Arthur against the wall, their mouths still glued together.
"I couldn't breathe without you," Nick breathed against Arthur's lips, his voice thick with emotion. "I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat. I tried to stay away, but I just couldn't. I don't want to."
Arthur held Nick's gaze, resolve etched on his face. "Then don't."
Nick exhaled shakily, his eyes dark and focused.
Arthur pulled him closer, their kisses growing frantic, their bodies entwined as if they had been yearning for this moment forever.
Clothes were shed piece by piece, hands exploring familiar territory, rediscovering what they had once known so well.
Nick's kisses trailed down Arthur's neck, igniting his skin as Arthur shivered with anticipation, fingers digging into Nick's shoulders as he surrendered fully to the experience.
"I've missed you," Nick murmured against Arthur's skin. "So much."
Arthur's breath hitched. "Show me," he commanded softly.
With a firm yet gentle touch, Nick lifted him effortlessly and carried him to the bed, laying him down with a care that made Arthur's heart swell.
In that moment, the outside world vanished.
It was just the two of them.
Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, hands searching, lips finding one another with an unbreakable connection.
Every touch was a confession, every kiss a promise sealed.
When they finally came together, it was more than a physical reunion.
It was an unspoken vow—one that declared, "I love you. I never stopped loving you. And I'm never letting you go again."
Hours later, they lingered entwined, warmth radiating between them as their breathing slowed.
Nick pressed a soft kiss to Arthur's shoulder, tracing slow circles against his skin.
Arthur smiled, resting his head confidently against Nick's chest. "I think I just fell in love with you all over again."
Nick chuckled, face softening as he tightened his arm around Arthur's waist. "Good. Because I never stopped."
Arthur lifted his gaze, meeting Nick's eyes. "Promise me you won't disappear again."
Nick's expression turned serious, but resolute. He brushed Arthur's hair from his forehead, his touch lingering with intention.
"I promise," he stated firmly. "I made a mistake—a terrible, unforgivable mistake. But I swear to you, nothing will come between us again."
Arthur felt a wave of relief wash over him. "Not even Tyler?"
Nick's jaw clenched at the mention of his name. "Especially not Tyler."
Arthur exhaled, grounded by Nick's vow.
Nick's gaze softened as he cupped Arthur's cheek, a promise in his eyes. "He w—"