Hey Look Ma, I Made It

Reaching for the back of his neck as he awkwardly scratched the nape of his neck, Oliver smiled before answering. “And if I was? Would that be such a bad thing?” The blonde asked as he watched Brendon move back towards the door to grab the bag Oliver hadn’t noticed until this moment. “You really didn’t have to get me anything.” Oliver stated as he took the bag into his fingertips, digging into it as he told him the meaning behind each gift. “Babe–I love it! Thank you.” Oliver grinned as he pulled things out, one right after the other. “So I’m your alien now, huh? That’s adorable.” The blonde chuckled as he put the gifts back into the bag for safe keeping. “Thank you. I appreciate this.”

“Don’t look so nervous when you answer the question. I don’t bite, well, you know I don’t bite unless you want me to.” He smirked softly as he watched him pull the things out of the bag. It had been so long since he shopped for someone he wasn’t sure what to get so he stuck to things that reminded him of the blonde when he saw them. “Yeah? You like them?“ He questioned and his looked faded to one of relief before he chuckled softly. He reached his hand out, gripping onto Olivers side as he pulled him closer to him. “You’re my alien, and I kinda dig you.” He spoke before he leaned in to press a kiss against his lips. He’d been waiting to kiss him in that way since he showed up, and the moment their lips touched it was like fireworks all over again.

He wasn’t sure what had gotten into him. Normally he was able to keep what was on his mind to himself, but the longer he spent with the man the more he saw how perfect they actually are together. “That’s honestly all I’ve ever wanted. I want someone who will love me unconditionally and who won’t go months without speaking to me. After the relationship I just got out of…I want someone who will fight for me. For them to show me that I’m all they could ever need and isn’t afraid to show me that they want me.” Oliver spoke as he returned with the gift bag in his right hand. “It’s nothing major, but when I saw it, I knew I just had to get it for you.” Oliver explained as he passed the bag to the man he’d been flirting with. Watching as he pulled the contents out, Oliver couldn’t help but smirk at Brendon’s reaction to the shirt that said “I’d strip for a chance to see Oliver St. Adams live.” In this new world, Oliver didn’t have much merch anymore with Ross being bigger than he was, but he had found this in a box a few days ago and just knew it was more than fitting. “There’s also a bottle of whiskey in there as well as 5 ounces of weed, top shelf to be exact.” He knew that was a lot, but knowing Brendon as well as he did, he knew it wouldn’t last long.

Brendon listened to him as he spoke and he could relate to almost everything the younger male had been saying. For the most part it was the same thing he was looking for, something he hadn’t had in a very long time. He took the bag from him, still listening as he began to dig through the back. He laughed that loud signature laugh as he looked at the shirt ones he pulled it out of the bag. “Oh that’s dope! I love it!” He spoke as he tossed the shirt over his shoulder to grab out the rest of the things from the bag. He sat down the bottle of whiskey before his finger gripped onto the bag of weed and he pulled it out quickly. “You trying to steal my heart, Oliver?” He smirked as he sat the bag down on the floor. Reaching into the pocket of his jeans he pulled out and already rolled joint. Since the other had given him weed, he was sure he wouldn’t mind if he smoked. “I’m going to smoke that shit when I get home, I would roll it now but I don’t have my shit with me.” He chuckled before he walked over to the door to grab the back that he’d ignored the moment he walked into the house. He handed it to Oliver. The shirt inside read ‘Who the fuck is Beebo’ it was just a little something Brendon thought was funny and loved that he just happened to have the same shirt at home. “It’s just a few little things, the coffee mug says ‘My Alien’ I thought it was cute seeing how you’re from a whole different world, there’s a new pack of guitar picks and a personalized guitar tuner. If you’re going to start making more music here, you have to make sure you’re always in tune.”

Just knowing that the older man missed him over the past few days made his heart race. He knew they weren’t together. He wasn’t stupid enough to expect anything more than what they had agreed to, but that still didn’t stop him from thinking about what it would be like to call the talented, older man his boyfriend. As his fingers ran through his hair without hesitation, Oliver leaned into the touch happily. “I would love to be able to have you in my bed every night–wrapped in my arms as we cuddle and fall asleep in each others arms.” He knew he was being sappy, but that was his personality. Once he had fallen for someone, that person becomes his whole world, and it was clear to see that’s what was going on right now. He was falling for this Rockstar, and there wasn’t anything he could do about it. “Alright, let me go grab it. Don’t go anywhere.” Oliver smirked, reaching up to press a kiss against his lips tenderly before turning on his heel to disappear into the house. 

Hearing the way the other talked was like music to his ears. It had been so long since he heard someone speak to him in that way, probably long before his divorce, and here the younger man was, saying things that tugged at the very center of his heart. “Sounds like you’re in my head, you just spoke what i dream about almost every single night.” And he did. He was falling hard and he was falling fast to him. He found himself thinking about him all the time and wanting to be with him all the time. He was shocked when the other had pressed the kiss to his lips before disappearing and for a moment he just stood there, a small smile tugging at just the corner of his lips. he tucked his hands into his pockets as he waited for him to come back, taking a second to look around his house.

Going to see his ex this morning really put things into perspective for the man as he was pulled into a tight hug. “Hey, babe! I really missed you!” Oliver stated as he leaned his head against the mans chest, taking in the scent of the man. “Well I’d always take a hug from you any day!” Oliver smiled once he pulled away. “I have something for you! Do you want it now, or should I want?” Oliver asked with a bright smile on his face. 

Having him in his arms again was a great feeling and he didn’t want to let him go, but he knew that he would have to, he couldn’t hold onto him forever and eventually Oliver’s need to breath would play a big factor and he would be forced to let him go. “I missed you too, a lot.” He spoke truthfully as he took a moment to allow his fingers to run through the others hair. “I would hug you every day.” He smiled and was quick to take his hands when he pulled away from him. He felt this need to touch him and he really couldn’t understand where it was coming from. “Judging by that smile on your face, I have to say that I want it now.”

He had wanted nothing more than to spend this holiday with Brendon, but how do you ask someone you barely know? How do you tell someone that you want to spend every moment with them when you aren’t together–when you aren’t even sure what you are after having a single amazing night together? The man had been on his mind since he had left that faithful day, and he hadn’t been able to get him off his mind. “Hey.” Oliver smiled as the door swung open to reveal the much taller man that had haunted his dreams for the past few nights. “Come in, it’s so cold out here.” 

The very second the door came open, Brendon couldn’t stop the smile that pulled across his lips. Oliver had that affect on him. No matter what he was feeling, just thinking of the younger male put a smile on his face and that’s what he spent most of his time doing. He never met anyone that had him so caught up from the moment they met but here he was. “Hey!” He spoke in a tone that he was so sure came off as him being a little too excited to see the other. He took a step into the house and almost instantly he pulled the other into a tight hug, unknowingly letting a sigh of relief pass his lips. It was like he’d been waiting a lifetime to be able to hug him again. “It’s not that cold, but I would much rather be in here where I can hug you.”

And that’s something you need to understand about me, when it comes to talking about the big things–it’s hard for me to say what I’m really feeling. I turn into someone who is just at a loss for words. That’s why when I first say something, chances are, I’ll say it over text. That way when I say it in person, it’s easier for me. Plus it didn’t help that I was emotional, so everything just came out at once. I didn’t want it happening like that, trust me.

With you I just wanted it to be this incredible moment and I was hoping that’s what the whole date was about, that we were just going to sit down and talk about how we felt and what we wanted. You’re younger than me and I get that we’re going to be different, we’re going to do things different ways.. I just wanted the first time I told you I loved you to be special.

You might not of been trying to be, but I know you are..or at least were. I never want to cause you that sort of pain again. I love you far to fucking much to do it again. I only want to ever see a smile on that handsome face of yours. At least when I’m concerned. 

I wasn’t trying to at all but you had hung up on me which I understand I get it. But then you tell me you want more, you tell me you love me and then pretty much as me to move in with you all over text.. call me old fashioned but it wasn’t supposed to happen that way. I even starting texting KJ because I was losing my fucking mind, Oli.

So are we going to talk? Because I don’t like that you’re upset with me.

@brendonuriebl​

Yes, we can talk. I wasn’t trying to be upset with you.

KJ: and do you believe him?

Oli: ill never hang up on you again, baby. Maybe when you get here, we can talk about making our living situations a little more... Permanent. That way we never have to worry about this happening again

KJ: that is a bit weird...do you think something is going on?