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The world feels fuzzy at the edges, he’s warm, the position he’s laying in is cozy, and Kyrell’s fingers raking through his hair is soothing. These are the perfect conditions for Mackiah to fall asleep.
They’re currently sitting on Kyrell’s bed, backs against the head board and laptop in front of them playing a movie but it’s faded to background noise, static in the ears of Mackiah as he slowly wakes up from his sleep. He doesn’t know when he fell asleep, probably really early into the movie, but can you blame him? The lights are off, the room is warm, they were sitting side by side under the blankets. It was no surprise his body decided to fall asleep.
It didn’t feel like he slept long, probably only thirty minutes, but in that time his head had slumped onto Kyrell’s shoulder, the position somewhat comfortable despite Kyrell’s boney shoulders.
He opens his eyes and blinks slowly, trying to adjust to the bright light of the laptop before turning his head more into the beta’s neck, inhaling some of his fresh rain scent, and tightening his arms that had landed around Kyrell’s waist at some point.
His fingers pause, the slow combing through Mackiah's hair stops for a second, “You awake Kiah?” His voice is soft and low, like he doesn’t want to wake him if he’s still asleep.
“Mmh..” Mackiah grumbles, his voice gravely from sleep. He shifts his position, burying his face deeper into Kyrell’s neck.
Kyrell chuckles a little before resuming the combing motion he was doing earlier, gently detangling any knots he finds along the way. It’s all so soothing, Kyrell’s presence always is. He’s been a steady fixture in Mackiah’s life ever since they were trainees. The way he treats Mackiah and the other members in such a kind way, the way his jokes make Mackiah laugh no matter how bad they are. How they had bonded over working out, sharing tips with each other.
They’ve practically been joined at the hip ever since meeting so it’s really no surprise to Mackiah that he’s gained a massive crush on the other boy. Kyrell is gorgeous too. To Mackiah he’s the most beautiful person he’s ever seen. His medium length brown hair, His deep brown eyes that curl up into a crescent moon shape when he smiles. And oh, his smile is so adorable, the way it reaches his eyes, how it’s so bright and full of happiness it makes Mackiah’s chest warm when he sees it, and weak in the knees when that smile is directed at him.
The movie is long forgotten at this point, Mackiah is too lost in his thoughts to pay attention, too tired to turn his head away from Kyrell’s neck to watch. He feels like his heart is about to burst, so filled with emotion, his love for Kyrell spilling out of him. It’s such an overwhelming feeling, just looking back on all the reasons he loves Kyrell makes him feel like he’s falling all over again, and he just needs to share it.
“Hey Ky?” He speaks slowly, the roughness is still in his voice from sleep.
“Yeah? What’s up?” Kyrell responds almost instantly, his voice is still lowered and soft, the fingers in his hair still moving in that calm, soothing motion.
He didn’t really think this through, he just felt so strongly that he felt like he had to say something, but now he’s scared. Mackiah knows that Kyrell won’t do anything weird if he doesn’t feel the same way, he knows that they’ll still be friends, but it’s that “what if?” that keeps him from responding right away.
He takes a deep breath before speaking “I really like you Ky,” he pauses for a second “Like, I like you romantically,”
It’s nerve wracking, for a few seconds Kyrell is quiet, his fingers have stilled again in Mackiah's hair. Mackiah knows Kyrell is processing what he said to him, he can tell he was heard by how fast his pulse sounds, he can hear it from how he’s laying. But that doesn’t stop him from worrying, that maybe he’s just ruined this, that he’s ruined what they have going on, the hanging out, the skinship they do, Mackiah’s worried that Kyrell won’t want this anymore, so he starts to pull away, a small “sorry” on the tip of his tongue before Kyrell practically tackles him into a bone crushing hug.
“I like you too Mackiah.” He pulls away slightly, leaving his hands on Mackiah’s shoulders. “Like a lot”
The smile on Kyrell’s face is blinding, the kind that Mackiah would wax poetic about. His heart is fluttering in his chest, he almost feels like crying, but he doesn’t. Mackiah blinks away the wetness that has started collecting in his eyes and smiles back just as brightly “I’m glad”
What happens next is just a natural progression of the events that led up to this. Mackiah’s eyes flicker down to Kyrell's lips, they look soft and pillowy, a delicate pink color, they’re close enough that he could quickly lean down and press their lips together. Mackiah glances back up and sees that Kyrell must be thinking the same thing because when Mackiah’s eyes flicker back up he can see Kyrell doing the same thing.
“Can I..?” he trails off.
Kyrell nods, “Yeah..”
Mackiah leans in softly, letting their lips brush, just a feather light touch before backing off slightly to gauge the other boy's reaction. Kyrell was still smiling just as wide as he was before, his eyes sparkling with fondness.
Mackiah tackles Kyrell into a hug, making them lay back down on the bed. “I’m so, so, so happy Ky.” he whispers.
Kyrell laughs lightly, hugging back just as tightly “So am I.”
They spend the rest of the night cuddling in bed, watching a few more movies, stealing a few kisses in between scenes until they fall asleep in a tangle of limbs, holding each other tightly throughout the night.