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They kissed for hours, or maybe minutes. Seconds probably? Wait no, definitely not seconds.
Point is, the moment he met Kevin’s lips, Aaron lost track of time. They breathed each other’s air, hands flying everywhere as both of them tried to get to know the other’s bother perfectly. Their shirts had long since been discarded, thrown away into the pile of blankets that lay on the floor, and Aaron had already left several bruises all over Kevin’s chest.
Kevin’s hands were in Aaron’s hair, his shoulders, his neck, and then he was pulling him upwards for another kiss, Aaron obliged, a small smile forming on his lips when he made Kevin let out the softest moan.
Aaron separated his face from Kevin, opening his eyes to revel in Kevin’s disheveled hair, his blood red lips, his dilated pupils- God, he had never seen someone so perfect. “Perfect, perfect, perfect-” Aaron mumbled, as he pressed soft kisses all over Kevin’s body.
They would have probably kept on going forever, or until they got enough of the other, but suddenly, the lock was creaking open, and Aaron had barely even registered anything before he and Kevin were both flying out of the others embrace, sitting on opposite sides on the couch and resuming the play on the screen as if nothing had happened.
The execution probably would have been perfect, and both Andrew and Neil probably wouldn’t have noticed, but, they were both caught by surprise, and well- Kevin forgot to put his t-shirt back on.
Andrew and Neil stood in the doorway as Andrew scanned Kevin’s chest with a raised eyebrow. Kevin was panicking, and Aaron sat there, fixing his brother with the best glare he could muster, daring him to say anything.
After what felt like eternity, Andrew rolled his eyes, grabbing Neil’s hand and walking away silently. Almost silently at least. Aaron heard his brother mutter a soft ‘finally’ as he passed Aaron, and Neil just ruffled Kevin’s hair and winked, as if he had already known what was going to happen.
Aaron heard the door close behind Andrew and Neil as they locked themselves in their room to do God knows what. He heard Kevin sigh, relieved, and Aaron turned to look at him, a smirk on his face when he saw the red, now turning purple marks on Kevin’s chest, eyeing each one carefully. Kevin turned his face sideways, in question. He started saying something, “hey, we need to talk-”
No. Not yet. He interrupted Kevin by putting his mouth on his once again, only breaking apart to whisper, “five more minutes”. Kevin made a sound in the back of his throat, agreeing with Aaron, and they kissed. And kissed, and kissed.
It wasn’t just five minutes.
A considerable while later, after they had finished cleaning up the living room, Kevin and Aaron were sitting around the kitchen table in front of each other, studying the other in complete silence. Kevin sat back on his chair before he spoke up. “Aaron.”
Aaron’s eyes looked straight into Kevin’s. “Yes?”
“I don’t hate you.”
Aaron wasn’t quite sure as to how he was supposed to respond to that, so he mirrored Kevin. “I don’t hate you too?”
Kevin kept fiddling, moving around, changing positions every few moments, and raising his head as if he were expecting to get struck by lightning at any moment. He finally sat forward, and forced himself to meet Aaron’s curious gaze. He sighed. “And I- I don’t- I don’t like you either.”
“Oh.” That was all Aaron could say. He couldn’t find any other words. Kevin didn’t like him? Then why the fuck had he made out with Aaron for like one hour? Aaron’s face must have betrayed more emotion that he wanted to because Kevin was suddenly standing up, walking towards Aaron and grabbing him by the shoulders.
“No wait fuck. I didn’t mean it like that-”
Aaron stood up slowly, pushing Kevin aside. He spoke in the most monotonous voice he could muster. “No, I get it Kevin. You lead me on, and then when you’re forced to face the facts that you’re not fucking straight, you run away. I get it.”
Kevin touched Aaron’s shoulder again. “No, Aaron, listen. Please.”
Aaron rolled his eyes and started walking away, only to be pulled backwards by Kevin, forced to face the striker. “Aaron.” He said it with a certain authority, but his voice was also soft, like he was pleading.
Aaron crossed his arms. “What?”
Kevin sighed. “I don’t like you because I-” he looked stuck, like he wanted to just run away, which Aaron guessed, Kevin would probably do in the next five seconds.
Aaron pressed, annoyed. “Because you what, Kevin?”
He saw something change in Kevin’s posture and then, Kevin’s face was closer to Aaron’s than it had been a second ago. “Because I think I love you.”
“Oh.”
Aaron smiled, he smiled and he grabbed Kevin’s face as he pulled him into a short kiss. He ended it fast, and then looked at Kevin, inspecting his green eyes like he had never done before. Then, with a soft smile, he said: “I think I love you too.”
Aaron didn’t know what would happen next, he didn’t know if they would face any trouble or not, but as long as Kevin was by his side, Aaron didn’t care. He didn’t care because loving Kevin was single handedly, the best thing that had ever happened to him. And he was never going to give up on Kevin, the same way he knew Kevin wasn’t giving up on him.