I promised @lazyvoyager I would write them fluff because I force-fed them LuckyxCruz angst and gave them a tummy ache :3
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The year following Cruz's return was the hardest. Harder than the two when they were gone. Seeing them again, hearing their laugh, being able to touch them...somehow that made everything all the more difficult.
The pair fell back into their old patterns of normalcy much easier than Lucky thought they would. Late night phone calls and texts, hanging out at the local mall, sitting at the beach talking and shell hunting until the sun went down. It was the same, but different.
Every smile plucked at Lucky's heart string, every touch sent a spark of electricity across his skin, and every time they said his name it was like hearing a secret song meant only for them.
Cruz was none the wiser, always missing the affectionate glances cast their way in secret. Not quite aware of the song he sang between the spaces of his words--too quietly for them to hear but enough that he hoped it'd be noticed. Until their own song started beating loudly in their chest, ringing in their ears every time they saw him. When did it change? Was he always this handsome? Did his laugh always sound like that? Suddenly Cruz couldn't recall if things were always there, or they were just noticing them for the first time. Did his freckles always make that constellation? Questions, questions.
The day they shared a milkshake was the day something changed. Not that they'd never shared a milkshake before--in fact, they did this regularly. But that day was different. That day, as they both leaned over to sip from their straws, they looked up. Pale sage greens met bright amethysts, locked onto each other, flicking ever so slightly back and forth to catch all the details between each brightly colored orb. It was like time stopped for just a moment, until they remember time was a very real concept and the seconds ticked on. Cheeks flushed, they sat back and avoided eye contact for the rest of the evening. Every meeting thereafter held something in the air between them. Stolen glances, brushing fingertips, hugs that lasted a few seconds longer than usual.
When they gathered for the new year's party, sitting in the back as the attendees collected for the countdown, their songs finally synced.
"The way I feel when I'm with you is like...like finding that missing piece. I missed you so much, and when you came back I missed you even more." Lucky spoke quietly--this was a conversation for them only. His thumbs gently grazed over their knuckles, his fingers gently squeezing their own. "I'm glad you're back, I'm glad we're at each other's side again, and maybe this is selfish of me to ask, like I should be grateful for what we have, but...but I-I.."
He faltered. Cruz gazed at him with bright eyes, cheeks flushed, breath hitched. They whispered. "...want to have something more?"
His eyes snapped back up. "Yes."
Suddenly fear gripped him. Had he made a mistake? Would this ruin their friendship? Maybe Cruz didn't feel the same way...
Admittedly, he stumbled in his rush to grant their request and satiate his own desire. While he would absolutely garnish the story of their first kiss as the most soul inspiring, romantic sparking kiss of the century, the reality of it was...well, reality. They bonked noses, their teeth clacked against the backs of their lips, and they pulled apart a mess of giggles.
"Sorry. Can....can I try that again?"
The second time was much gentler, softer. They fit together better, like they were meant to.
The fireworks and cheering in the background were certainly hailing in the new year, but the two would believe that it was an applause for their newfound happiness in eachother.
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