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“Why does this smell sour,” Alastair asked, scrunching his nose.

“Lucie made it,” Thomas said, scrunching up his nose as he took a sip.

‘Cute.’ Alastair thought, smiling to himself.

“Why are you so lost in thought?” Thomas asked, poking the other boy gently. “It’s your last party as a high schooler, let’s have fun!”

“I’m having fun.”

“You were literally just staring at the wall for the past fifteen minutes.” Thomas deadpanned, and promptly grabbed Alastair by his free hand.

“Where are we going?” Alastair asked, trying to think of anything other than the way Thomas’s hand was wrapped around his, causing Thomas to merely wink.

“To get wasted.”

“How many jello shots is too many jello shots?” a very drunk Lucie yelled from behind Alastair, clinging onto Cordelia.

“You can never have too many jello shots!” Cordelia yelled back, just as drunk as her friend.

Alastair was a little tipsy himself, having chugged down about two of Lucie’s interesting concoctions.

“Are you having fun?” a wild Thomas yelled into Alastair’s ear, causing the other boy to stumble a little in shock. “Careful.” Thomas giggled, slinging an arm around him and pulling him in.

This was weird.

“I’m fine Tom,” Alastair said, laughing a little as he moved away from Thomas and headed towards the snack table. “Want a cookie?” he asked the taller boy, who nodded and trailed behind Alastair.

“I’m so drunk,” Thomas said out of nowhere and started giggling. Alastair merely shook his head, suppressing a grin, and shoved a cookie into his mouth, and handed one to Thomas.

“I’m gonna miss this you know.” Thomas began, staring at the lights hung on the walls.

“Miss what?”

“Everything you know? School, home, my friends,” he turned to face Alastair. “You.” That feeling of longing started bubbling in Alastair’s chest again, and maybe it was the alcohol speaking, but he didn’t want to push it away this time.

“I’ll miss everything too, and I’ll miss us,” Alastair whispered, staring at Thomas. his cheeks were slightly tinted from all the alcohol, and he felt the overwhelming desire to kiss those cheeks. He shoved more cookie into his mouth and looked away. Thomas cleared his throat awkwardly and took a bit of his cookie as well.

“Oh my god!” a voice squealed. Lucie was jumping up and down and pointing at him and Thomas, which made Cordelia do the same.

“Alastair and Thomas are standing under the mistletoe! Oh my fucking god they have to kiss now!” Lucie screamed.

Alastair and Thomas looked up. ‘Well fuck.’ thought Alastair, ‘this isn’t good, I am not going to leave here with my heart in one piece.’

“Just a small kiss, you know the rules.” a voice said, making them both blush. Thomas turned towards Alastair.

“Just a small peck? You know, between friends.”

Friends… RIght.

“Yeah, just between friends,” Alastair said, stepping closer. Thomas cupped his cheek gently and pulled him in. Their lips met, and it was everything Alastair could have ever imagined. Thomas’s lips were warm and moved expertly against his own. He wrapped his hands around Alastair’s waist and pulled him closer. It was like fireworks and supernovas, and he didn’t want to pull away. Alas, just at that moment, Thomas gasped and pulled away, his pupils blown out, and lips swollen. A cheer could be heard from their audience, but it felt like a mile away.

‘I’m so fucked.’ was all Alastair could think before he removed himself from Thomas’s arms and ran.

Finally, outside, Alastair allowed himself to breathe a little. The kiss was amazing, but Thomas saw him as a friend. He groaned and pulled at his hair in frustration.

“You’re such a fucking idiot. You literally had two years to confess your feelings, and now you’re going to leave town with the last memory of your friend being the best kiss you’ve ever had, with said friend, all while knowing this friend never even loves you like that.” he lamented out loud.

“Er... Alastair?”

Shit. Thomas was here.

Alastair turned and looked at his friend, the guy he had been in love with for two years.

“You didn’t happen to hear all that did you?” he asked sheepishly.

“Why didn’t you say something sooner?” Thomas asked, raising his voice a little. Was he mad?

“I- I knew you didn’t like me like that, and I didn’t want to make things awkward.”

“Bullshit!” Thomas stepped closer to Alastair until they were only a foot apart.

“We’re both such idiots,” Thomas said, laughing.

“What?”

“Alastair I love you too, as more than a friend! I thought I fucked up back there when you ran away like that oh my god.”

“Wait what?” Alastair said, unable to believe his own ears. “Thomas if this is some kind of sick joke I-”

“It’s not I promise. God, every time I looked at you it was like looking at a galaxy, I wanted to be with you so bad it hurt.”

“Same,” Alastair responded, rather lamely, making them both laugh.

“Is it too late?” Thomas asked, reaching for Alastair’s hand.