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The school year had just ended and Ford and Fiddleford decided to celebrate with a few drinks,
safe to say that they may have both had a few too many though.
Ford was currently resting his head on Fiddleford's shoulder as he listened to him talk about something.
Ford wasn't really listening, to busy staring at Fiddleford's stunning sky blue eyes.
Usually looking at someone else's eyes for a prolonged period of time like this made Ford uncomfortable but since it was Fiddleford he didn't really mind.
There was something else on Ford's mind however that was distracting him from paying attention to the dirty blond man next to him,
Ford had recently realized that he had feelings for the Fiddleford
he's either about to make the worst decision or the best decision of his entire life,
...
it'll probably be the worst.
Ford sets the bottle of whiskey he had on the desk right by his bed and shifts over to sit directly in front of Fiddleford
"can ya believe that n' then- Ford what're ya doin'?" Fiddleford stares at Ford confused "Stanferd?"
Ford takes a deep breath and leans in and kisses Fiddleford, he was terrified for a moment but when Fiddleford kissed back he melts into the touch.
Now Ford's not a believer but kissing Fiddleford is like heaven on earth, the feeling of Fidds hand on the back of his head and his lips on Ford's is something Ford had never even dared to dream of.
But it's real now, the dream Ford had never dared to entertain, the fantasy Ford never dared to spend too much time thinking about lest he thought it could ever be real was a reality.
They spent a while after that just talking, talking about their feelings, talking about what they just did (and how illegal it probably was), and really anything they could think of,
"You know I was quite lucky that you liked me back because if you didn't I would have been in real big trouble" Ford laughs quietly snuggling into Fiddleford chest,
"Ya really are" Fiddleford laughs wrapping his arms around Ford
"But to be honest if I didn't like ya though I would've swapped dorms ages ago and we wouldn't be able to get close enough for anything like this to happen anyway"
"Are you trying to say I'm annoying?"
"yeah but I like that about you, it's endearing" Ford blushes and turns over "I'm going to bed"
"Night Ford"
"...Goodnight Fiddleford..."
"...I love you..."
"I love ya too Ford"