A small frown formed on his face, taking a look at the flowers again. Shit, that was a bad idea. Maybe he should’ve just summoned a nice bottle of wine or something. Maybe nothing would’ve been better than this cliché. “Is this too much? I can just leave them out if it’s too much.” He asked, taking a glance around to try and find a place he could leave them. Maybe he could plant them in the garden, or bring them back to the Abbott’s.
Evan shook his head briefly as he let a chuckle escape. “No, I told you. I’m not avoiding you anymore. I just had a lot to do between classes and packing to go to Winnie’s.” He dismissed, although he couldn’t imagine packing had taken so long that he’d completely skipped over spending time with his boyfriend for a whole day.
His smirk increased as he saw the reaction of the other, finding it both entertaining and sweet. “You are a terrible liar.” And for a moment, he felt like acting according to on how he was feeling, rather than how he thought he should be acting. So he moved closer to press his lips against Gideon’s again, letting them linger for a moment. “But I love you anyway.” He whispered before pulling away to see his reaction. He’d never said that to anyone, but he didn’t want to have any regrets if he didn’t say it now. “I was waiting for you to say that.” He stated before stepping in. And suddenly, he felt nervous again.
Gideon reached out, fingers curling around the boy’s wrist as he looked around. “Evan, it’s perfect. My parent’s will appreciate it, and I’m pretty sure you’ll earn brownie points with Mols,” He teased, a wide smile on his lips.
“Not anymore. So you were,” The smile briefly slipped from his lips. However, as the other mentioned Winnie, the smile returned. “How’s the Abbott household been? Especially given the fact that Emrys decided to resurrect himself from the dead.” He was glad Winnie had invited the other to stay, not wanting Evan to be alone but unsure if the other would have wanted to spend the entirety of Easter with his family.
“I’m a fantastic liar, you’re chatting shit,” Gideon defended with a pout. He knew Evan could see right through him, and he avoided meeting the other’s gaze, opting to stare at the floor instead. As the other’s lips met his own, Gideon relaxed, lips curving into a smile. That was, until the other’s words hit him. But I love you anyway. I love you. Gideon blinked twice, almost as if he didn’t believe the other had actually said the words, before a wide grin spread across his features. “You love me, huh?” He murmured teasingly, pressing his lips to the other’s again, before pulling away from Evan as the other stepped through the door. “Hey,” Gideon reached for his free hand, interlacing their fingers together as he noticed the other seemed nervous again. “It’ll be fine, okay? You make me happy, that’s all they care about.”