“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.”

The only light was the one coming from the television, placed on the desk table head on, blinking colors that shined upon the couple lying on the bed, a blanket to shelter and defend them from the small breezy air that had found a way to enter from one of the windows left open, since none of them wanted to get up and close it. Furthermore it gave them the chance to be as closer as possible, although they had never needed any reason to hug or be in each other’s arms. Even at the beginning. 

“How wonderful life is now you’re in the world.”

Yes, Nick couldn’t help but agree with that statement: his life had became wonderful now since the day Brian had been part of it. As if he wanted to underline that thought, he leaned a little bit and placed his lips on those blonde curls, leaving a butterfly kiss and being rewarded with a light sigh while his mind starting whirling around thoughts that had waited patiently for his attention. During moments like those, it seemed so easy to let out and give life to those three words that held such a huge weight on his chest: it was so beautiful realizing that love was indeed real, an emotion and feeling he had only dared to hope and dream in the past.

Still, those were the moments when he got the most scared at all. Still, the doubt never ceased to exist, whispering like a ghost beside him: what if it was too perfect to be real? What if it was only a dream and those three words were the only ones that could end everything? That was the reason why he preferred to stay in silence, deceiving himself that this love could be forever instead than spilling his secret and ending up being completely alone in a world where Brian didn’t exist.

Lost inside his thoughts, Nick didn’t acknowledge the sudden and light shift of weight on his body until a pair of lips started to leave traces of their passage on his skin. A moan of pleasure escaped in the air as Nick put his fingers under Brian’s shirt and started caressing the skin underneath it.

“Not that I’m complaining but didn’t you adore Moulin Rouge?”

“You looked too lost in your thoughts though we are only at the beginning of the movie.” Brian managed to reply between a kiss and another.

Nick didn’t reply, letting himself being drowned by those sensations cause by the lips’ passing. Surely, that wasn’t the moment for sad and blue reflections. Especially when Brian’s hand reached for the zip of his jeans, raising the temperature around and inside him.

“What are you thinking?”

“Well, I’m still your prisoner...” Brian replied, looking up with a malicious gaze.

“Oh, I think I’ve understand. You’re trying to play up to me so I can free you.”

“I might...”

“Just for your information, I’m very hard to convince.”

The zip went undone as Brian’s fingertips started to play with the hem of the boxer. “I still can try.”

Leveraging on his wrists, Nick pushed Brian up so that their faces were only few inches distant and they both were able to hear each other’s warm breath, see the red creeping up their skin and lose themselves in that special light that shined only in those moments. “I’m not going to stop you.”