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Originally Posted by alphypoin

Kyran swallowed dryly, taking a slow, shaky breath through his mouth as he parted his lips. Don't hesitate. Don't think. Jump. He shut his eyes. He dove.

An explosion went off in Kyran's head. His ears were ringing and he couldn't even hear himself breathe, his breath hitched and he felt himself finally relax after the whole intensity of the thing. He was seeing colours and he felt light headed, now everything was fading. The sky, the city, the apartment building. It was just him. Casper. The balcony. Everything seemed so perfect. He put his other hand, fingers trembling, on the other side of Casper's face, tilting his head and leaning in further. He was in so deep now. He couldn't remember where he was. All he knew was if his heart hadn't skipped a beat, it had certainly stopped. He held the kiss for a long time. It was sweet and genuine and heartfelt and passionate, and just so very, very, perfect. Every single drop of anxiety was drained from him and he just kept going for it, his and Casper's lips dancing in unison. It was a scene straight out of a story book, or a movie.

Oh god. It was happening. He was stiff for a moment, taking the moment in. It all came piling in at once. The hand holding at the cafe, how his arms felt nice around him while they rode to the cliffside. The cliffeside. The falls. How close they were. The polaroid. The tree. The bedsharing. The van. How close they were in the van. How much better he felt around Kyran. How he didnt mind being called his boyfriend. How he made him feel safe. How he didnt stutter around him anymore. How genuine he was. He was Kyran, and thats all that Casper wanted. Nothing else. He kissed back with just as much passion, tilting his head. He couldnt help but smile into the kiss, it felt like fireworks were going off regarding physically. he didnt care. He slipped his other hand to match it other, both hands resting in the small of Kyrans back and locking themselves there.He could feel his trembling hands against his face. It only made it more real. Everything felt like it was on fire, his face, the tips of his ears along with the rest of him. He didnt care. It seemed to perfect, the city lights on the balcony. The pretty view(s). It seemed surreal. But he could still feel Kyrans lips on his and he was reminded of how real this was.

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Originally Posted by woly

Oh god. It was happening. He was stiff for a moment, taking the moment in. It all came piling in at once. The hand holding at the cafe, how his arms felt nice around him while they rode to the cliffside. The cliffeside. The falls. How close they were. The polaroid. The tree. The bedsharing. The van. How close they were in the van. How much better he felt around Kyran. How he didnt mind being called his boyfriend. How he made him feel safe. How he didnt stutter around him anymore. How genuine he was. He was Kyran, and thats all that Casper wanted. Nothing else. He kissed back with just as much passion, tilting his head. He couldnt help but smile into the kiss, it felt like fireworks were going off regarding physically. he didnt care. He slipped his other hand to match it other, both hands resting in the small of Kyrans back and locking themselves there.He could feel his trembling hands against his face. It only made it more real. Everything felt like it was on fire, his face, the tips of his ears along with the rest of him. He didnt care. It seemed to perfect, the city lights on the balcony. The pretty view(s). It seemed surreal. But he could still feel Kyrans lips on his and he was reminded of how real this was.

It was a natural high, being there on the veranda underneath the city lights, a million stars in the sky. They shined for him. They shined for them. Twinkling in the navy sky as they shared a kiss beneath them. This was something you couldn't photograph, couldn't redraw, recreate. It was a one time deal. A first kiss. There were mistakes, but that's what made it great. The clashing teeth, the shaky breath, the slightly awkward position. It's what made it so real. It's what made Kyran's heart melt. He felt Casper smile, and he couldn't help but share a grin himself. It wasn't something out of a story book or a movie. It wasn't because those scenes were fake, remade. They weren't anything like the real thing. Kyran was still shaking and his face was still burning and he couldn't describe the feeling other than being so completely and utterly alive. It was surreal.

Finally, reluctantly, Kyran pulled away, but not a lot, less than an inch, copper eyes fluttering open, lips still parted, slightly swollen, a little pink. His breathing was laboured. He just looked at Casper's face. Every contour and every curve, every freckle and every flaw, the rise and fall of the shape of his lips. God, he was so perfect. Kyran felt like he was dreaming, even though he knew he wasn't. It just seemed so altered. He smiled, the edges of his mouth quirking up, and he huffed out a chuckle, nervous and almost deliberate, but genuine nonetheless. His eyes began to tear up, but not enough to cry. He was just so in love with this stuttering, shy, Australian idiot he'd only met a week ago, he could barely believe it.

He was thinking, now. Sometimes, you do have to think. You still have to climb the cliffside, measure the distance. Sometimes you don't think and you jump. But sometimes you do think, and you get scared. You back out. You take some steps back. You feel like turning your back on it. Sometimes you do. But sometimes, even though you're terrified to death and over thinking, you take those few steps, and you run. You're in the air for a long time, but you fix your formation and you dive. And once you resurface from the dark water, you look back up at the cliff, and suddenly the distance you measured is much smaller and you realise you were terrified of nothing, and you laugh. You laugh and grin and realise all that tension, all that build up. It was so completely worth it, that if you had to do it over, you'd do it the exact same way.

[graves]

Originally Posted by alphypoin

It was a natural high, being there on the veranda underneath the city lights, a million stars in the sky. They shined for him. They shined for them. Twinkling in the navy sky as they shared a kiss beneath them. This was something you couldn't photograph, couldn't redraw, recreate. It was a one time deal. A first kiss. There were mistakes, but that's what made it great. The clashing teeth, the shaky breath, the slightly awkward position. It's what made it so real. It's what made Kyran's heart melt. He felt Casper smile, and he couldn't help but share a grin himself. It wasn't something out of a story book or a movie. It wasn't because those scenes were fake, remade. They weren't anything like the real thing. Kyran was still shaking and his face was still burning and he couldn't describe the feeling other than being so completely and utterly alive. It was surreal.

Finally, reluctantly, Kyran pulled away, but not a lot, less than an inch, copper eyes fluttering open, lips still parted, slightly swollen, a little pink. His breathing was laboured. He just looked at Casper's face. Every contour and every curve, every freckle and every flaw, the rise and fall of the shape of his lips. God, he was so perfect. Kyran felt like he was dreaming, even though he knew he wasn't. It just seemed so altered. He smiled, the edges of his mouth quirking up, and he huffed out a chuckle, nervous and almost deliberate, but genuine nonetheless. His eyes began to tear up, but not enough to cry. He was just so in love with this stuttering, shy, Australian idiot he'd only met a week ago, he could barely believe it.

He was thinking, now. Sometimes, you do have to think. You still have to climb the cliffside, measure the distance. Sometimes you don't think and you jump. But sometimes you do think, and you get scared. You back out. You take some steps back. You feel like turning your back on it. Sometimes you do. But sometimes, even though you're terrified to death and over thinking, you take those few steps, and you run. You're in the air for a long time, but you fix your formation and you dive. And once you resurface from the dark water, you look back up at the cliff, and suddenly the distance you measured is much smaller and you realise you were terrified of nothing, and you laugh. You laugh and grin and realise all that tension, all that build up. It was so completely worth it, that if you had to do it over, you'd do it the exact same way.

He thought the night at the cliffside had been the best. Kissing him was all the confirmation he needed. He hadnt loved a person in so long, but there was no other way to describe it. He knew it wasnt infatuation. It was beyond that, way way beyond that. It was a feeling of pure bliss with another person, that they could make you so happy that you feel tipsy, make you giggle and smile effortlessly, that with them in your arms everything felt okay. They werent the best and they werent perfect and Casper knew that. He knew perfectly well he was taking a risk emotionally by falling for the boy at the cafe. But god he couldnt help himself. He couldnt help but love him. He couldnt help but hold onto him, fingers gripping his shirt to remain close. To remind himself that this was real. There was no reason to be scared. To remind himself that love was possible, whether it was one hour or one year. He loved Kyran. It didnt scare him anymore once he admitted it to himself.
When he pulled away he took a shaky breath and opened his eyes. His face was still red, a flush pink across his freckle kissed face. Lips parted as he took in trembling breaths of auttum air. He opened his eyes, olive meeting copper. He was so pretty. His smile, the way it squint his eyes slightly and show his teeth. Watching his eyes water he knew he felt just as emotional as Casper did, and he let his eyes water too, letting a single tear fall and he too smiled and gave a nervous laugh. He could stay like this forever honestly.
When Carmen had texted him to come to the cafe he wasnt expecting any of this. He wasnt expecting to fall for the boy that almost made him deaf when he introduced himself. He felt like the nerd and Kyran was the jock, because god was he so lucky by having him.

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Originally Posted by woly

He thought the night at the cliffside had been the best. Kissing him was all the confirmation he needed. He hadnt loved a person in so long, but there was no other way to describe it. He knew it wasnt infatuation. It was beyond that, way way beyond that. It was a feeling of pure bliss with another person, that they could make you so happy that you feel tipsy, make you giggle and smile effortlessly, that with them in your arms everything felt okay. They werent the best and they werent perfect and Casper knew that. He knew perfectly well he was taking a risk emotionally by falling for the boy at the cafe. But god he couldnt help himself. He couldnt help but love him. He couldnt help but hold onto him, fingers gripping his shirt to remain close. To remind himself that this was real. There was no reason to be scared. To remind himself that love was possible, whether it was one hour or one year. He loved Kyran. It didnt scare him anymore once he admitted it to himself.
When he pulled away he took a shaky breath and opened his eyes. His face was still red, a flush pink across his freckle kissed face. Lips parted as he took in trembling breaths of auttum air. He opened his eyes, olive meeting copper. He was so pretty. His smile, the way it squint his eyes slightly and show his teeth. Watching his eyes water he knew he felt just as emotional as Casper did, and he let his eyes water too, letting a single tear fall and he too smiled and gave a nervous laugh. He could stay like this forever honestly.
When Carmen had texted him to come to the cafe he wasnt expecting any of this. He wasnt expecting to fall for the boy that almost made him deaf when he introduced himself. He felt like the nerd and Kyran was the jock, because god was he so lucky by having him.

Kyran wiped the tear from Casper's face. Even emotional, he was so pretty. He wanted to say something. He had to say something. But what was he supposed to say? He was just as lost as he had been before the kiss. But he felt better. He felt okay. He took a breath, hoping the words would find themselves, and he opened his mouth.

"I--" There was knock on the glass and Kyran flinched, suddenly everything coming back. The city, the lights, the sounds, Franny knocking on the glass and staring out with wide eyes. She hadn't been there before. He took a deep breath as he glanced at her. At least he'd gotten to kiss Casper this time. He laughed, biting his lip as he reluctantly dropped his hands from Casper's face. He pulled away from him, mouthing 'sorry' before he slid by him and opened the sliding door, picking up a giggling little girl, murmuring some stern words in Spanish as he carried her to the kitchen. She'd wanted a glass of water. He filled a short glass with water and a couple of ice cubes, letting her take a sip before he carried her to the hall and put her down, giving her a kiss on the cheek that she returned and letting her waddle back to the bedroom with her water.

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Originally Posted by alphypoin

Kyran wiped the tear from Casper's face. Even emotional, he was so pretty. He wanted to say something. He had to say something. But what was he supposed to say? He was just as lost as he had been before the kiss. But he felt better. He felt okay. He took a breath, hoping the words would find themselves, and he opened his mouth.

"I--" There was knock on the glass and Kyran flinched, suddenly everything coming back. The city, the lights, the sounds, Franny knocking on the glass and staring out with wide eyes. She hadn't been there before. He took a deep breath as he glanced at her. At least he'd gotten to kiss Casper this time. He laughed, biting his lip as he reluctantly dropped his hands from Casper's face. He pulled away from him, mouthing 'sorry' before he slid by him and opened the sliding door, picking up a giggling little girl, murmuring some stern words in Spanish as he carried her to the kitchen. She'd wanted a glass of water. He filled a short glass with water and a couple of ice cubes, letting her take a sip before he carried her to the hall and put her down, giving her a kiss on the cheek that she returned and letting her waddle back to the bedroom with her water.

Hearing the knock at the door and seeing Fran he couldnt help but giggle. Of course. Only this time he had gotten to kiss Kyran. Feeling him pull away he watched him go get her water like she wanted. He followed, closing the balcony door and leaning his back against it, arms tucked behind him. Wow. He had just kissed Kyran. After what felt like ages, really only a week, of waiting. His heart fluttered a bit. He felt like some school girl that had finally gotten wish his crush. He was slightly shaking, not in a bad way or anything, but from the sheer emotions through him. He let a hand run through his messy hair as he closed his eyes for a moment,"Bloody hell," he spoke under his breath. His hand wandered to his lips again giving the cheesiest smile to himself. Lips still wet and rubbed them on the back of his hand.He didnt care that Fran had interrupted their moment, he had gotten to kiss Kyran and was relishing in the after glow.

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Originally Posted by woly

Hearing the knock at the door and seeing Fran he couldnt help but giggle. Of course. Only this time he had gotten to kiss Kyran. Feeling him pull away he watched him go get her water like she wanted. He followed, closing the balcony door and leaning his back against it, arms tucked behind him. Wow. He had just kissed Kyran. After what felt like ages, really only a week, of waiting. His heart fluttered a bit. He felt like some school girl that had finally gotten wish his crush. He was slightly shaking, not in a bad way or anything, but from the sheer emotions through him. He let a hand run through his messy hair as he closed his eyes for a moment,"Bloody hell," he spoke under his breath. His hand wandered to his lips again giving the cheesiest smile to himself. Lips still wet and rubbed them on the back of his hand.He didnt care that Fran had interrupted their moment, he had gotten to kiss Kyran and was relishing in the after glow.

Kyran watched her go, making sure she closed the door. He'd have to check in on her later to see if she was actually asleep, the little brat. He did love her though, he just didn't have any idea how long she'd been standing there or how much she saw. She'd probably rattle on about it back home if she'd really seen anything, and he would never hear the end of it. He wouldn't blame her though, years after coming out, his family gave him the same question they had, just switching girlfriend to boyfriend. Anyone that caught a word he was in it with someone for the long haul would probably get a reward or something if they had proof of it back home. Chuckling softly, he turned back around, seeing Casper was back inside and was leaning against the glass door. There was probably no way it couldn't be awkward. They couldn't make small talk, and they couldn't think about talking about anything else but what they'd shared outside. He didn't want to talk first, but he knew Casper probably didn't either. What the hell was he supposed to do? He knew Casper was special because, for the first time in his life, his head was scrambled, he didn't have a plan, he had no idea what he was doing. It was only Casper that did that to him, and he sort of liked it. It was a bit... freeing, to say the least. He cleared his throat, walking over to the other and taking one of his hands into his own, a message so simple, but it put Kyran's gut in a twist.

The other times he'd held Casper's hand, it had been simple, fingers separate, hands clasped, the kind used for little kids to make them obey, or whenever you were leading someone. It wasn't like that this time. He took Casper's hand, putting his dark, tanned finger's between Casper's lighter ones. They contrasted, and Kyran's hands were bigger than Cas's, but they still fit together perfectly, in a way Kyran himself couldn't describe. He looked at them a while before he turned his gaze to Casper's, giving him a warm smile, one he never gave. Usually, it was the shy one, or the genuine one, or the fake red carpet one. This one was different. It was sweet and kind, it put crows feet at the edges of his eyes, but not as deep as his genuine grin. It had the embarrassment of a shy smile, the crows feet of a happy one, and the brightness of his red carpet grin. It was something else. He was looking at the only person he's ever loved, like genuinely loved. The only other person he's ever kissed. He was perfect. His first and he'd hit a home run. Hearing about Casper's bad experiences with relationships made his blood boil. He would treat this boy right. Not only did he want to, he had to. He deserved it.

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Originally Posted by alphypoin

Kyran watched her go, making sure she closed the door. He'd have to check in on her later to see if she was actually asleep, the little brat. He did love her though, he just didn't have any idea how long she'd been standing there or how much she saw. She'd probably rattle on about it back home if she'd really seen anything, and he would never hear the end of it. He wouldn't blame her though, years after coming out, his family gave him the same question they had, just switching girlfriend to boyfriend. Anyone that caught a word he was in it with someone for the long haul would probably get a reward or something if they had proof of it back home. Chuckling softly, he turned back around, seeing Casper was back inside and was leaning against the glass door. There was probably no way it couldn't be awkward. They couldn't make small talk, and they couldn't think about talking about anything else but what they'd shared outside. He didn't want to talk first, but he knew Casper probably didn't either. What the hell was he supposed to do? He knew Casper was special because, for the first time in his life, his head was scrambled, he didn't have a plan, he had no idea what he was doing. It was only Casper that did that to him, and he sort of liked it. It was a bit... freeing, to say the least. He cleared his throat, walking over to the other and taking one of his hands into his own, a message so simple, but it put Kyran's gut in a twist.

The other times he'd held Casper's hand, it had been simple, fingers separate, hands clasped, the kind used for little kids to make them obey, or whenever you were leading someone. It wasn't like that this time. He took Casper's hand, putting his dark, tanned finger's between Casper's lighter ones. They contrasted, and Kyran's hands were bigger than Cas's, but they still fit together perfectly, in a way Kyran himself couldn't describe. He looked at them a while before he turned his gaze to Casper's, giving him a warm smile, one he never gave. Usually, it was the shy one, or the genuine one, or the fake red carpet one. This one was different. It was sweet and kind, it put crows feet at the edges of his eyes, but not as deep as his genuine grin. It had the embarrassment of a shy smile, the crows feet of a happy one, and the brightness of his red carpet grin. It was something else. He was looking at the only person he's ever loved, like genuinely loved. The only other person he's ever kissed. He was perfect. His first and he'd hit a home run. Hearing about Casper's bad experiences with relationships made his blood boil. He would treat this boy right. Not only did he want to, he had to. He deserved it.

He gave a gentle squeeze at the fingers between his own. This felt right.He brought his free hand up to the side of Kyrans face. He let his thumb graze upon his cheek as he smiled. It was probably the most beautiful thing hes ever seen. It felt nice that he could even touch him like this without needing to worry anymore. Everything was going into place. He brought his hand up to his dark hair, letting his fingers get tangled in the soft threads. He could get lost in Kyrans smile alone. he wanted to gaze at it for the rest of his life. Looking at his swollen lips he blushed slightly, he was the one that did that to him. Even if it wasnt said out loud, Kyran had him hooked. He was his. And he was almost sure Kyran felt the same way. He was going to have to get used to this, the affection, the emotions, still coming to the fact that he was inlove with the man he was currently holding. He hadnt been in the dating world since highschool. Every relationship he had ever been in had been a bust, and Casper getting hurt in the end. Since then he closed himself off, being the shy stuttering kid he was today. Carmen was protective of him, he couldnt blame her really. It had taken so long to improve himself. But Kyran was different. He wasnt some bust that wouldnt work out in a week or so. He wasnt some nameless person that hurt him. He made him feel special. Like he was on cloud nine and was the most special person in the world. He didnt know what to say. What could you say after that? This was probably the most wonderful night of his life. There was nothing he could say that would top it. So instead, he gave a sheepish smile and gazed at him,"Im really into you."

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Originally Posted by woly

He gave a gentle squeeze at the fingers between his own. This felt right.He brought his free hand up to the side of Kyrans face. He let his thumb graze upon his cheek as he smiled. It was probably the most beautiful thing hes ever seen. It felt nice that he could even touch him like this without needing to worry anymore. Everything was going into place. He brought his hand up to his dark hair, letting his fingers get tangled in the soft threads. He could get lost in Kyrans smile alone. he wanted to gaze at it for the rest of his life. Looking at his swollen lips he blushed slightly, he was the one that did that to him. Even if it wasnt said out loud, Kyran had him hooked. He was his. And he was almost sure Kyran felt the same way. He was going to have to get used to this, the affection, the emotions, still coming to the fact that he was inlove with the man he was currently holding. He hadnt been in the dating world since highschool. Every relationship he had ever been in had been a bust, and Casper getting hurt in the end. Since then he closed himself off, being the shy stuttering kid he was today. Carmen was protective of him, he couldnt blame her really. It had taken so long to improve himself. But Kyran was different. He wasnt some bust that wouldnt work out in a week or so. He wasnt some nameless person that hurt him. He made him feel special. Like he was on cloud nine and was the most special person in the world. He didnt know what to say. What could you say after that? This was probably the most wonderful night of his life. There was nothing he could say that would top it. So instead, he gave a sheepish smile and gazed at him,"Im really into you."

Kyran couldn't help it. It was just so funny to him. He managed to stifle a giggle, but then he snorted and started giggling even more, bursting into all out laughter that had him gasping for air as he continued to try and stop himself. Really, they just had possibly the most intense, passionate kiss with one another just a minute ago, they couldn't say anything, and that's the first thing Casper says to him? He couldn't stop, he was laughing so hard he kept snorting, which made him laugh even more, turning into a never-ending cycle of a fit of giggles that he was trying so hard to stop. It was just hysterical to him. He managed to catch his breath, tears threatening to fall from his eyes, and his chest hurt from laughing so hard for so long. He brought a hand to Casper's face, not hesitating this time, placing a quick peck on the side of his mouth before he trapped him in a hug. Kyran was still laughing, a little less hard now though. After a long moment of Kyran trying to get a grip of himself, finally succeeding after more than a couple tries.

He took a breath, relaxing against Casper, "Me gustas mucho tambien," He sighed, still letting out a few snickers. It was just so funny to him.

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Originally Posted by alphypoin

Kyran couldn't help it. It was just so funny to him. He managed to stifle a giggle, but then he snorted and started giggling even more, bursting into all out laughter that had him gasping for air as he continued to try and stop himself. Really, they just had possibly the most intense, passionate kiss with one another just a minute ago, they couldn't say anything, and that's the first thing Casper says to him? He couldn't stop, he was laughing so hard he kept snorting, which made him laugh even more, turning into a never-ending cycle of a fit of giggles that he was trying so hard to stop. It was just hysterical to him. He managed to catch his breath, tears threatening to fall from his eyes, and his chest hurt from laughing so hard for so long. He brought a hand to Casper's face, not hesitating this time, placing a quick peck on the side of his mouth before he trapped him in a hug. Kyran was still laughing, a little less hard now though. After a long moment of Kyran trying to get a grip of himself, finally succeeding after more than a couple tries.

He took a breath, relaxing against Casper, "Me gustas mucho tambien," He sighed, still letting out a few snickers. It was just so funny to him.

Asoon as the words came out of his mouth he realized how dumb they sounded. Not in a mean way, but a funny way. A man with multiple college degree, who had just made out with the love of his life for the first time, count put together a better and romantic sentence? He couldnt help but giggle, laugh and snort along with Kyran. He hadnt genuinely laughed in so long, it felt good. Even when he would catch his breath he could feel himself giggling again at himself. He was a real charmer sometimes. He wrapped his arms around the boys neck in a hug, closing his eyes and giving a few breathy laughs. "Thats good, or this would be really awkward." he chuckled, running his hands through Kyrans hair. He returned the gesture by leaning up and pressing a kiss to Kyrans forehead (with help of having to get up on his tippy toes of course.). Even if they had just had the most wonderful and intense moments, he was glad they could still giggle till their left breathless.

[yummyluc]

Originally Posted by woly

Asoon as the words came out of his mouth he realized how dumb they sounded. Not in a mean way, but a funny way. A man with multiple college degree, who had just made out with the love of his life for the first time, count put together a better and romantic sentence? He couldnt help but giggle, laugh and snort along with Kyran. He hadnt genuinely laughed in so long, it felt good. Even when he would catch his breath he could feel himself giggling again at himself. He was a real charmer sometimes. He wrapped his arms around the boys neck in a hug, closing his eyes and giving a few breathy laughs. "Thats good, or this would be really awkward." he chuckled, running his hands through Kyrans hair. He returned the gesture by leaning up and pressing a kiss to Kyrans forehead (with help of having to get up on his tippy toes of course.). Even if they had just had the most wonderful and intense moments, he was glad they could still giggle till their left breathless.

A few years ago, if you asked Kyran what love was, he would laugh in your face and say a stupid answer. If you asked him the same question now, he would stop, think, then start giggling uncontrollably. He would say it's coffee shops and cliffsides. He would say it's awkward tension and a fluffy white dog. He would say the sunset and totally not platonic hand holding. He would say dark freckles on pale skin and a stuttering voice thick with an Australian accent. He would say awkward bedsharing and a kiss where your teeth clicked with the other person's and made you dizzy. He would say all of that and more. Because that's what his love with Casper is made of. It's made of anxiety and fear and awkward moments, but it's also made of happiness and passion and giggles with snorts mixed in them. It's measuring the cliff side and taking a running start to take the plunge. It's anticipation and bad history and thick accents. It's his sort of love. It's his perfection. It's Casper.

For a long time, Kyran stood there with Casper, in his arms. He liked it. He was so in love, he'd fallen so far. He took the plunge and it was worth it. He was so scared, but now it was worth it. He pulled away a moment, just to look down at Casper with the stupidest, cheesiest grin to ever grace his face. He couldn't help it. Kyran was what you'd call something of a hopeless romantic. He crouched a moment to pick Cas up with a huff, taking a few steps back, gently buckling his knees and falling backwards onto the couch with another helpless giggle, pushing himself up so that all of him was laying on the couch. He yawned. He was still wearing his day clothes and he needed a shower but he was tired. He felt like he'd run a marathon. He ran a hand softly through Casper's dark curls, placing a kiss on his head and laying his head back on the couch. Everything was okay.