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It’s been so long since Will last saw James, it felt like forever.
Well, not really. He recorded a video with him just a week ago, and he should be used to them spending a lot of time apart, because sometimes James goes on tour or leaves with his band to write songs in Helsinki. Or maybe just because they both live in different cities – which he’s still salty about and won’t let James forget.
However, it’s never been like this. They’ve never been apart for this long after their friendship became something more, and he still can’t believe that happened. He never thought he would end up falling in love with his best friend, and he certainly never thought his best friend would be in love with him after years of long friendship.
Will didn’t think he was being obvious, but he also didn’t think he had any chance with James. So he’s not surprised that James noticed all the small changes in his behaviour, prolonged touches, loving glances he thought no one could see, seeking out his presence whenever he could, always wanting to feel close to him.
The scariest and also happiest moment of his life was when James confronted him about it. They were on a coffee run, on the way from the Brighton train station, before filming yet another video in James’ kitchen. Will made a joke about how people would think they’re going on a date if they saw them and James simply asked if he wants it to be a date. They ended the day making out in his flat.
It was so simple, loving James. He loved his loud jokes, his laugh – both, the loud sound that forced a smile on everyone’s face and the quiet huffs combined with crinkling eyes. Will loved making stupid jokes, just to see the affection in James’ eyes. He loved how James’ mind worked, always quick and thoughtful, constantly dedicated to be better, his creativity and ability to put his feelings into song lyrics. He admired his love for the people in his life, always considerate of everyone, making sure no one is feeling left out or hurt. He loved how his glasses sat on his face, the way his hair fell, how his clothes fit his body. He truly loved everything about James, and he would do anything to make James know how much he appreciates him.
Right now, however, he was stuck in America, having to record a video he planned months in advance, not knowing he would yearn to spend every waking moment with James after they just made their relationship official.
He was sitting on the bed in one of the houses they rented out for filming with Ieuan and Mikey, going over the rough script they drafted before.
Ieuan ran his fingers over the touchpad of the laptop, scrolling down the document. „Do you even have any pictures of James?”
„Yeah, but I don’t know if we can use any of them for this.” Will fidgeted with his phone, spinning it around with his fingers. „I can text him, we should use like a sad picture.”
Mikey snorted at that, not able to keep his comments to himself. „Can’t use any? What’ve you filmed a sex tape or something?”
„Oh, we could put that in, bet it’d do numbers.” Ieuan quipped back.
„Shut the fuck up, both of you.” Will rolled his eyes jokingly. He loved his friends, but this trip was making him regret immediately telling them about the new change. The jokes about them doubled and Will wouldn’t even mind, if he wasn’t missing James so much.
Both of them giggled quietly, moving on to another part of the script, while Will picked up his phone to text James.
Will: Hello pussy
Will: Do you have any pictures of yourself looking sad
Before even locking his phone, three dots already appeared in the bottom corner.
James: and here i thought you were missing me
James: why?
Will: need it for a video
Will: I am missing you if you want to know
James: yeah i know
James: you could’ve searched it up instead of texting me
James: you’re desperate to talk to me
Will: hate you.
James: sure darling
Will tried to hide his grin by leaning on his arm and putting his hand over his mouth, but nothing could cover the burning blush on his cheeks. Ever since James found out how flustered Will gets when he calls him petnames, he’s been insufferable with them.
He opened twitter, deciding to find the picture on there, but the first post he saw was from James. It was a screenshot of Will’s first two messages. He laughed under his breath, opening the comments and immediately finding a photo he can use. James really just made it easier for him.
They wrapped up recording late in the night, and Will really hated time zones just about now. James must’ve already been fast asleep and they couldn’t even talk before bed. He was slipping under the covers when his phone lit up with a message.
James: u up?
A huge grin appeared on Will’s face, even though he got a bit concerned as to why James is awake this late.
Will: just got into bed
Will: why are u not asleep?
James: couldn’t
James: wanted to talk to u first
Will felt like a schoolboy again, texting his crush, wanting to kick his feet in the air and roll around the bed while screaming into the pillow. James could always make him feel giddy. The phone flashed with an incoming call from James, it took Will mere seconds to pick up.
„Hey.” Will sighed, his whole body relaxing and sinking into the bed.
„I missed hearing your voice.” James’ deep earthly voice rumbled out of the speakers.
„Shut up, I miss you too. Only five more days now.”
„That’s too long.” James whined down the phone. „I haven’t kissed you for a week already, y’know how that feels?”
„Course I do, dimwit. I ’ve’nt either.” One of Will’s hands went up to his hair, fingers twisting strands. He let himself imagine it was James’ hand, scratching his scalp while cuddling before falling asleep, because he could, without feeling any shame now.
„I’ve been writing a lot these past few days, and I can’t stop thinking about you. I don’t know if I’ll be able to release any of these lyrics.”
Will opened his mouth just to close it again. Leave it to James to always make him speechless. „You write about me?”
„All the time.” James’ laugh carried through the phone speakers.
A deep blush coated Will’s cheeks, spreading down his neck. He squeezed his eyes closed, his whole body was aching from longing to be close to James.
„Didn’t know you were so obsessed with me.” A remark that could as well be a love confession, the fond tone it came out with.
„Oh, I am. Who wouldn’t be, with a boyfriend like you?”
They were boyfriends. Will knew that, but every time James acknowledged it, he could feel his chest bursting with love. He really was gone for this man.
„Shut the fuck up.”
„I wish I could see you blushing right now.” He could hear James’ smile. It only made his chest ache more. He couldn’t wait to see James again, hug him tight and cuddle on the sofa. To kiss him, feel the familiar taste on his tongue while letting his hands travel down his chest, warmth spreading under his fingers. This trip was torture.
„I need to kiss you so bad, I might bang my head against this bed frame.” The comment caught James off guard, a loud laugh escaping him, before quieting down into small giggles. They were both laughing now, huge grins on their faces as they stared into the dark of their rooms.
„You’re so stupid.”
„You love it, gorgeous, don’t lie.”
„I do, I really do.”