#nvmaiden

moodboard — edward lawson and aiden hughes

Edward and Aiden; they were quite the odd pairing. Opposites. When he first came to America, Aiden was someone Edward couln't imagine himself being friends with. His lifestyle different from that of his own and he wasn't sure he was willing to try to keep up with the other and his ventures. But somewhere along the way, something changed and he could never exactly put a finger on what that was. He was drawn to Aiden in a way he had never been with anyone else and it worried him. It really did. There was something in Aiden that made him stay. That made him want to get to know the other.

It was a little strange to think about. Kissing your best friend. Isn't there a reason they're called a best friend? You're not supposed to kiss them. But despite the small voice in the back of his head telling him it was a bad idea to do it, he wanted to. He wanted to close that distance between them--wanted to feel the blond's lips on his own. So that's what he did. Without a 'hello,' without a proper greeting, Edward marched over to Aiden, one thing--er, person--on his mind as he made his way to his friend.

He took the blond's face in his hands, a hand on either side, as he brought their lips together in a firm kiss, emitting a happy sigh. The kiss didn't last as long as he hoped it would, but fearing he may be making the other uncomfortable, he pulled away slowly, afraid to open his eyes for few moments. Swallowing thickly, his eyes finally flickered open, his gaze casting over the other, carefully. "I'm, uh--" He couldn't form together any words, wrinkling his nose as he chuckled nervously, looking down. "I'm an idiot. I'm--I'm sorry."