Oh, um. It's nothing, I just - [Now, Vero averts his eyes.
It's not nothing. He's in love with Chance. He's been head over heals in love with him since they met, since Chance held him, since he learned how Chance wont wake up before 10am if he can help it, and every little darling habit of Chance's thereafter. Every moment they spend together is bliss, and Vero only wants to spend more time with him without this line they've put between each other.
He's going to cross it. Vero looks back up at Chance. His smile is small and anxious.] - I really like you, Chance. [That's not enough. That's barely scratching the surface.] I love you.
[ For a moment, the world vanishes around them. All Chance can see is Vero before him - the nervous smile on his lips, the hopeful in his eyes, the softness of his voice. His breath leaves him in a rush as his fingers curl against his cheek and he replies instinctively, weakly. ]
That's- that's not nothing.
[ How could it be nothing, when those few little words make such a warm and happy feeling bloom in his chest?
He pulls Vero to him, wrapping his arms around him tight. Like this, Vero can't see Chance's radiant smile, but surely he can hear it in his voice. ] I love you, too... I really love you, Vero.
[It's not nothing. It's very much not nothing. It's very much a big thing that Vero finally has off his chest and Chance is reciprocating.
Vero doesn't wait even a single beat to hold Chance back, arms tight around him and Chance's shirt wrung into his hands. He breathes him in, absorbs everything he loves about this boy for the umpteenth time. He can't see Chance's smile but he can hear it. He can feel it and his warmth radiating off him.] I love you. I love you so much... I'm so happy it's not just me..!
[What a relief, what a relief, what a relief. He could cry (no one would be surprised)]
[ Vero might not be crying yet, but Chance feels his eyes watering as he says those words again and again. I love you. I love you so much. Joyous, shaky laughter bubbles up within him as he buries his face in his hair. ]
It's not just you... [ Try as he may to blink them back, tears begin to roll down his cheeks. (It's a happy cry, sure, but there's still the tiniest part of him that feels bad for crying.) ] I- I've loved you for so long...
[Hearing that wobble in Chance's voice is what sets Vero off and suddenly tears are dripping down his face as well. He squeezes tighter, tighter.] Yeah.. yeah....me, too.
[He shakes his head to himself.] Maybe even since our first time... [Which is a little embarrassing to admit, but Chance had treated him so well during their first hook up. He'd been so gentle, so sweet. The post coital cuddles had lulled him to a comfortable sleep that had never happened before. And, clearly, it hadn't been a one time thing.
[ There are a million things Chance could say - "I feel the same." "How are you so perfect for me?" "I love you. I love you." - but all of them fall short. None of them properly express how much his heart sings just being with Vero.
He draws back, just enough so he can look into Vero's eyes, and sniffles quietly. ] I- I want to kiss you. [ So he does. ]
[ A few stray tears drip down from Chance's eyes but he doesn't notice nor care. Not when he feels the fears that gripped his heart so tightly melt away beneath Vero's palms. He can kiss him as long as he wants - until the end of time, for all he cares. Because yes, they're the only two that matter.
Once they both have had their fill and their lips are soft and swollen, Chance presses one last affectionate kiss to Vero's forehead before making yet another unnecessary but charming announcement. ] I think this makes me your boyfriend now.
[ Chance wouldn't mind if time just decided to stop. He could just sit in that park forever, only half-focused on the movie they came to see because he keeps getting distracted by kissing Vero.
By the time credits begin rolling, their picnic dinner is completely gone (partially fed cutely to each other) and Chance has his arms around Vero's waist, with his back against his chest.
He nuzzles quietly into his hair, presses a couple quick kisses on top of his head. ] ... Can I admit something?
[ He knows he doesn't need to ask, but he still waits for Vero's acknowledgement before continuing. ] I don't want to go home yet. [ "I don't want this night to end." ]
[Well, lucky for Chance, Vero also doesn't want the night to end and he had planned in advance for this.
Or, rather, he had anticipated himself chickening out before, during, and after the movie so he needed to give himself another opportunity to confess.
Vero presses his back against Chance's chest. A little, playful gesture to acknowledge what he was saying.] Good, because I had more planned for tonight...
The movie may be over, buuut.... we are technically in a park. With a big, open sky above us.
[ Chance reads between the lines with ease and he can't hold back a warm giggle. Oh, how he loves this boy. ]
Then what are we waiting for?
[ There's probably a better way they could position, but there's something that feels perfect about him tightening his grip on Vero and just toppling backwards onto the blanket. Like this, he's pretty much pinned beneath his now boyfriend's weight, but he's got a beautiful view of the stars above him so he's certain he'd have it no other way. ]
It's been a while since I've gone stargazing... [ It's perfect. Vero's perfect. ]
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It's not nothing. He's in love with Chance. He's been head over heals in love with him since they met, since Chance held him, since he learned how Chance wont wake up before 10am if he can help it, and every little darling habit of Chance's thereafter. Every moment they spend together is bliss, and Vero only wants to spend more time with him without this line they've put between each other.
He's going to cross it. Vero looks back up at Chance. His smile is small and anxious.] - I really like you, Chance. [That's not enough. That's barely scratching the surface.] I love you.
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That's- that's not nothing.
[ How could it be nothing, when those few little words make such a warm and happy feeling bloom in his chest?
He pulls Vero to him, wrapping his arms around him tight. Like this, Vero can't see Chance's radiant smile, but surely he can hear it in his voice. ] I love you, too... I really love you, Vero.
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Vero doesn't wait even a single beat to hold Chance back, arms tight around him and Chance's shirt wrung into his hands. He breathes him in, absorbs everything he loves about this boy for the umpteenth time. He can't see Chance's smile but he can hear it. He can feel it and his warmth radiating off him.] I love you. I love you so much... I'm so happy it's not just me..!
[What a relief, what a relief, what a relief. He could cry (no one would be surprised)]
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It's not just you... [ Try as he may to blink them back, tears begin to roll down his cheeks. (It's a happy cry, sure, but there's still the tiniest part of him that feels bad for crying.) ] I- I've loved you for so long...
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[He shakes his head to himself.] Maybe even since our first time... [Which is a little embarrassing to admit, but Chance had treated him so well during their first hook up. He'd been so gentle, so sweet. The post coital cuddles had lulled him to a comfortable sleep that had never happened before. And, clearly, it hadn't been a one time thing.
Vero takes a deep, deep, shakey breath.]
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He draws back, just enough so he can look into Vero's eyes, and sniffles quietly. ] I- I want to kiss you. [ So he does. ]
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They kiss. In a crowd of people where not a single eye is on them, they kiss like they're the only ones there. They're the only two that matter.
Vero's hands lift to hold Chance's face and to hold him in place. Because he doesn't intend to stop kissing him any time soon.]
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Once they both have had their fill and their lips are soft and swollen, Chance presses one last affectionate kiss to Vero's forehead before making yet another unnecessary but charming announcement. ] I think this makes me your boyfriend now.
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He laughs, stupid in love.] I think you'e right. You're my boyfriend now, Chance. [He bumps his nose against Chance's.]
And I'm yours.
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By the time credits begin rolling, their picnic dinner is completely gone (partially fed cutely to each other) and Chance has his arms around Vero's waist, with his back against his chest.
He nuzzles quietly into his hair, presses a couple quick kisses on top of his head. ] ... Can I admit something?
[ He knows he doesn't need to ask, but he still waits for Vero's acknowledgement before continuing. ] I don't want to go home yet. [ "I don't want this night to end." ]
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Or, rather, he had anticipated himself chickening out before, during, and after the movie so he needed to give himself another opportunity to confess.
Vero presses his back against Chance's chest. A little, playful gesture to acknowledge what he was saying.] Good, because I had more planned for tonight...
The movie may be over, buuut.... we are technically in a park. With a big, open sky above us.
[He glances over his shoulder.
What's more romantic than stargazing?]
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Then what are we waiting for?
[ There's probably a better way they could position, but there's something that feels perfect about him tightening his grip on Vero and just toppling backwards onto the blanket. Like this, he's pretty much pinned beneath his now boyfriend's weight, but he's got a beautiful view of the stars above him so he's certain he'd have it no other way. ]
It's been a while since I've gone stargazing... [ It's perfect. Vero's perfect. ]