#lets circle back

I get why Seth is so mad but then I don’t because he still hasn’t apologized for THIS yet? FYM

wayne

it wasn’t that luca had ever been completely against this. he’d fooled around with a few guys before theo. ones who had wanted this from him, wanted him on his back, eyes squeezed shut as they slipped inside but he had always politely declined. it just never felt like something he needed, something he craved. which was strange, because luca usually wanted everything. the thought had first crossed his mind that first weekend with theo. brief, fleeting but he’d pushed it aside. still, theo had a way about them. the way they spoke, the way they looked at him, the way they unraveled him piece by piece. and the longer they spent together on this trip, the more the idea lingered. circling. settling in. making his face warm, his stomach twist in a way he didn’t mind. he finally said something. half drunk, bodies still warm from the sun, the night soft around them. and the way theo had looked at him once the words filled the air… like they’d been waiting to hear it. now they’re here. tangled in hotel sheets, the balcony door cracked open just enough to let the glow of the full moon spill in. but luca doesn’t look anywhere else. just at theo. they take their time. know from the roles being reversed how to handle him. get him ready without rushing. how to make it feel safe instead of overwhelming. and by the time theo was easing in luca was was needy mess.  he doesn’t even realize he’s trembling until theo steadies him. their hands find each other, fingers lacing tight as their mouths meet. slow, grounding, familiar. luca presses into the sheets, breath catching as he clings to them, the moment heavy but not frightening. just new. just theirs. quiet words, 'i love you' slipping between them, soft and instinctive. barely more than breath as they hold onto each other.