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Ty should have known that a movie with the title “Love Actually” would be horribly romantic. They had chosen it because it had Martin Freeman in it, and they had recently seen The Hobbit and loved it. Also Kit had a secret obsession with the Harry Potter films, in particular Alan Rickman, so they couldn’t pass up the chance to see both actors in one movie.
Unfortunately, neither of them looked up the summary, so were completely unprepared for what awaited them.
After seeing a part with Martin Freeman and being thoroughly embarrassed and scarred for life, Ty had paused the movie and asked Kit if he wanted to continue, or find something else to watch. Seeing as Alan Rickman hadn’t shown up yet, Kit wanted to go on, but Ty was reluctant to see more of the female physique. However, as usual, Kit got his way and Ty played the movie, praying to whatever god was paying attention, that they would not be interrupted by one of his siblings, most of all Julian. He didn’t know how he would explain their choice of movie. He didn’t quite know himself.
Ty also didn’t quite know what had possessed him to want to continue with the movie after they had seen the first part of Martin Freeman’s love story. Perhaps it was the fact that Kit was so excited to see Alan Rickman that they plunged deeper into the Christmas film. Or perhaps it was the fact that Ty was enjoying simply being next to Kit.
Either way, Ty had pressed play, and had to deal with the consequences.
And it seemed that Kit was having no trouble with the amount of nudity on the screen.
Ty’s face was unbelievably red and hot and he shifted uncomfortably on the sofa, trying desperately not to look at Kit and display his red cheeks. The love and gushy-ness oozing from the actors was making him nervous and vaguely scared. The way their eyes seemed to light up at the sight of their loved ones made him scoff on the outside, but made his heart heavy. He knew such things didn’t happen in the real world and that kind of love didn’t really exist, but the characters made it so real. He felt the love they had for each other and hoped that it wasn’t oozing into Kit as well, because that would be extremely girly and awkward.
Also the nude breasts were making it hard to concentrate on anything other than not looking at Kit.
Eventually Ty had had enough and risked a glance over at Kit.
His face was maybe even redder than Ty’s had been, and he too was shifting in his seat, trying not draw too much attention to his uncomfortableness. Ty immediately felt better knowing that he wasn’t the only one dealing with the awkwardness of the movie.
He turned his head to the side to ask Kit again if he wanted to pause the movie, and found himself looking at Kit’s eyes instead of the side of his face.
Ty’s throat closed up and he discovered he couldn’t get any words out of his mouth. This wasn’t a new feeling for him, but it was a new cause. Kit never made him feel like this. In fact, Kit was the only one who didn’t make Ty nervous about words and speaking. This was a new thing, and Ty didn’t like it.
He tried desperately to force something out of his mouth, but nothing came. He had absolutely nothing to say. Ty’s eyes darted down to Kit’s lips to see if he too was having the same problem with speaking, and found that they were slightly open and very pink. He suddenly found himself unable to look away, not wanting to miss anything that came out of Kit’s lips.
Ty started to lean forwards, entranced by the small opening between Kit’s lips. He wondered what would fit between them. It was so small, he doubted a flat penny could even slip past. He tilted his head to get a better angle of the opening, and his body shifted against Kit’s. He felt more than heard Kit’s small intake of breath.
Shooting his eyes back up to Kit’s, Ty looked confused about the cause of his sharp inhale. Kit’s eyes were almost closed, and his body was stiff and unmoving like a statue. Worried about his friend, Ty reached his hand up to touch Kit’s face. At the slight contact, Kit’s eyes shot open and his body arched forward to meet Ty’s. Kit’s eyes focused on Ty’s lips.
Silently, Ty asked with his eyes what was wrong. Kit was immobile and emotionless, his eyes still trained on Ty’s lips. Ty wondered if Kit was wondering the same thing he had been a few moments ago. Wanting to reassure his friend, Ty opened his mouth to try to talk. And found that his throat didn’t want to cooperate.
Kit started to lean forward with his head, coming closer and closer to Ty’s face. Kit had once told Ty that closeness made humans more trusting and feel safer, so he imagined this was what Kit was trying to do. But he didn’t know why. Kit was completely safe on the sofa, and Ty thought he trusted him, so he didn’t know why Kit was leaning closer to him.
Unfortunately, Ty never found out why Kit was moving closer.
“Oh! Fuck wank bugger shitting arse head and hole!” Came from the television.
Immediately the moment was lost. Kit shot backwards so fast Ty’s head spun. Ty’s hands were still in mid-air from where they were caressing Kit’s hair.
Kit returned to the movie, but Ty found he couldn’t bring himself to even pretend to care about anything other than the boy sitting next to him.
“Strawberries.” Ty blurted. Damn it all to hell he always did this in awkward situations. Luckily Kit wasn’t paying too much attention to anything but the movie, so he didn’t comment on the weird choice of words.
Ty wanted to ask what was bothering Kit, but didn’t want to accidentally say strawberries again, so he gently laid his hand on Kit’s knee. And then watched Kit recoil from his touch. It was slight, but it was enough. Hurt, Ty removed his hand and turned fully to face Kit. His face was red and Ty could tell that he was very uncomfortable. Ty shifted closer to Kit’s body, hoping that his closeness would comfort Kit, but it did the opposite. Kit got up and walked out of the room without a second glance back at Ty.
Ty was left by himself wondering what he did wrong that made Kit act so strange and why they never finished the end of Love Actually.