“i don’t think i’m ever gonna get over that movie,” you said as you walked through the front door of your apartment, austin following behind you as you threw your keys on the island counter. “i mean, the hair, the makeup — you looked just like him. and you sounded identical too, i couldn’t tell you guys apart. and your acting, baby. oh my god, you’re so talented. like, i’m never gonna get over that. and baz did such a great job, his directing is out of this world. everything he does — i think this has gotta be my favourite movie of all time.”
“not biased, or anything,” austin teased, and you turned back to look at him with a small grin on your face.
“no, not biased. yes my boyfriend is literally elvis but no, the movie was so much more than that. you were so much more than that,” you said. “you literally became him, aus. i can tell how much you threw into that film and just holy shit, it was so worth it. like that was incredible!”
“how about you stop talking and kiss me,” austin said, putting his hands on your hips and backing you into the counter. smiling, you nodded, and let the boy dip down to press his soft lips on yours. your hands found home in his curls as you deepened the kiss, allowing his tongue to meet yours and, in austin’s words, shut you up. you completely were okay with it, though — when it meant kissing him, you were okay with just about anything.
austin and you had only been dating for just over half a year but everyone who knew you could tell that what you had between the two of you was special. you had a connection like no other and from the moment you met, you both knew you were in love. you met at a club, and that night got talking deeply about the movie he was filming, which he refused to tell you was the newest elvis biopic everyone was gushing about. you found out only about a week after that, after you and austin had been talking every second of every day, and you began going out shortly after as well. it was his first relationship since his nearly decade-long one which ended a few years back, so austin made sure to let you know that he wanted to take things slow, which you were completely fine with — you felt things for the boy like you felt for no other. but ‘taking things slow’ didn’t go as planned, as the two of you quickly learned that what you had wasn’t just a common attraction. no, you were in love, and you both knew it.
“as much as i love kissing you,” austin mumbled into your neck, pressing his lips to your jaw, then your cheek, then your forehead, “i really need to go shower.”
“okay,” you said, unwrapping your arms from his neck but austin couldn’t stop kissing you, his lips sweet against your shoulder, your neck, below your ear— “austin...”
“sorry,” he said, lastly kissing your lips while you both smiled. “i’ll be quick.”
“mhm,” you mumbled, grabbing a fistful of his shirt before pulling him back in for another kiss.
while austin showered, the running water became white noise for you as you sat in bed, in your pajamas now, reading a book. although this was your apartment, austin practically lived here, too. his house was farther out of the city, whereas your building was right in the middle of downtown, easy to access from any time of the day. sure, austin’s house was bigger and you thought it was a lot nicer, but he shook his head any time you mentioned it. he loved your place, he said he didn’t like a big house because it made him feel more alone. he liked your apartment, his favourite thing was sitting out on your balcony at night while you were sleeping, watching the cars race by below him and the lights of the city flicker. so naturally you spent the most time at yours, and you didn’t mind. he had his own things here, his shower necessities and nearly a full wardrobe in your closet. that was nice, for when he wasn’t with you and you wanted to wear his clothes. but you wore his clothes anyways, regardless of if he was there to know it or not.
“that’s my favourite shirt,” austin said as he walked out of the bathroom that had one door attached to your room, the other to the hallway outside. you looked up from your book, then down at the older oversized grey tee you wore.
“i guess it is, i didn’t even notice,” you said, turning back to your book. austin dried off his hair, throwing the towel over the bathroom door as he walked over to your closet, the towel he wore riding low on his hips. his back muscles stretched as he leafed through his clothes, and you couldn’t help but watch as he dropped the towel to step into a pair of boxers.
he turned around seconds later, feeling your eyes burn into him, and he smirked. “book not interesting?” you shook your head, closing the novel as you watched him.
“not like you are.”
austin hummed, making his way to the bed and crawling over you. his lips met yours in an instant, kissing you softly, gently — not like you wanted. he ghosted over you, whispering, “real life’s way better, anyways.” you nodded, opening your eyes to meet his pretty blue ones. he kissed you sweetly. “i love you.”
“i love you, too.”
you put your book away as austin climbed in next to you, your lights off, the moon illuminating the room just fine. he pulled you under his arm, kissing the side of your head as you nuzzled in beside him. he smelled good, of the body wash you shared, and his skin felt so soft under your fingertips, grazing up and down his abs.
“would you wanna move in together?” austin found himself saying, and his voice in the darkness wasn’t the thing to surprise you, but his words.
“what?”
“we basically already live together, but like, get our own place. i think i’m gonna sell my property. and i’ve kind of already been looking, there’s a really nice loft on like, the edge of the city, not too far from here. two bedrooms. and—”
you sat up, looking up at the boy as you leaned on your elbow. “you’re serious?”
austin felt himself growing hot, embarrassed, but he pushed the feelings aside and nodded. “yeah. you always say how you hate how small your apartment is. but my place is too big, it feels wrong. so i was thinking maybe we could just get a place together, you know— start the next chapter in our lives, kinda thing.”
you smiled. “okay.”
“really?”
“yeah,” you nodded. “that would be nice. a place that’s, like, ours. not just my apartment or your house.”
“exactly,” austin said, placing a kiss to your forehead. “okay, good. i thought you were gonna call me crazy.”
“no, never.” you settled back in on his chest, a large smile on your lips now. silence casted over the two of you for a few seconds before you spoke up again. “do you want to have kids?”
austin took a couple seconds before answering. “yeah, yeah ‘course i do. do you?”
“yeah. two.”
“i was thinking three,” he said, and you tilted your head up to look at him, the room dark but his eyes glistening in the moonlight. “boys.”
“how about two girls and a boy.”
“i don’t want girls, i’m scared i’ll mess them up,” austin said, and you laughed at that. “and i don’t wanna deal with boyfriends. can you imagine? i know what boys are like, i’ll want to kill all of them.”
“okay, you’re right. maybe two boys and one girl, i can’t be the only girl in the house,” you said, and austin agreed. his hand began carding through your hair, mindlessly as he became lost in thought.
“boys gotta be older, though. so she can be protected. older brothers can beat up the boyfriends for us. and i’m not doing the birds and the bees talk with her, that’s your job. i’ll handle the boys, they’re easy.” austin rambled on for a few minutes about your future family, and you couldn’t help but smile, listening to him talk. he began listing off names he liked, what sports he wanted them to play, even what occupation they would each grow up to take. it wasn’t until about six minutes of you not saying anything that austin looked down at you, brushing your hair back off your forehead as he asked quietly, “you asleep, love?”
“no. just listening.”
“oh,” he said, and austin chuckled. “i’m sorry. i got a bit ahead of myself there, didn’t i?”
“nothing to apologize for,” you said, grabbing austin’s hand from your chest and interlacing your fingers. you kissed the back of it gently, looking up at him. his eyes glittered with the reflection of the city lights in your window, and you couldn’t help but think to yourself how beautiful the boy laying above you was. “i love you so much.”
“i love you too, angel.” austin bent down to press a kiss to your forehead, using his free arm to wrap around you tightly and pull you closer to his chest, as close as possible.
So, I feel kind of silly and young to be a fan of Elvis Presley. I was a fan way before the new movie came out recently. Became a fan back in eighth grade when I learned we had the same birthday, and the rest is history. So...I’ve been a fan since 14 years old, and now I’m 31 years old. And that feels young to love the King.
At the movies this weekend seeing Elvis, my boyfriend and I were pretty much the youngest ones in the theater. Everyone else was pretty much older - middle aged or older.
I’m just curious if there’s anyone else around my age who is a fan, and not just because of the new movie now. If you are, feel free to shout in the comments or message me directly. I’d love to talk to other young Elvis fans and see that there’s a community of us somewhere.
I just have so many emotions happening all at once. So, I’m just going to say this..
Austin, Baz, and the whole Elvis cast and crew put so much hard work and effort into such an amazing film. I’ve have never felt so emotional about a movie the way I do with this one. I will never forget seeing this movie on the day it came out and feeling so many emotions toward the end, that I had to sit in the theater even as the movie was over because I couldn’t stop crying. It truly was an experience. A cinematic experience that I’ve never had before. I wish I could relive it.
It’s made me completely fall in love with such an incredible human being and love him for all of his flaws. That sometimes it feels like I’ve known Elvis personally because of how emotional I get over him. Is the obsession I have normal? Probably not. But if it wasn’t for this movie or the obsession, I wouldn’t have streamed his movies for everyone on tiktok all summer. Met so many Elvis besties that I love so much or been in Elvis group chats, making Elvis edits or even start writing fanfic. Hell I got into so many tiktok fights defending this man with my life, it’s crazy.
This movie was so impactful for so many damn people and younger generations who now love and appreciate Elvis so much. Austin, Baz and everyone else who worked on that film DID THAT. So yeah, I’m a little hurt they were snubbed. But I’m proud of them all either way for making such an unforgettable film and bringing so many people together.
