Between You and Her - Drake x MC, The Prince x MC (A Royal Romance Fanfic)
[Summary: When Drake intends to share news with his best friend about falling for the same woman, he’s tongue-tied when Liam shares his news first].
We breathe the same air, tell ourselves the same truths and disregard the same lies. We have been the other shoulder to lean on during a crisis, to confide in with sometimes the darkest secrets and never waver from relying on each other.
Nothing has gotten between us before, nothing that has ever lasted anyway. Our brotherhood has remained tightly knit, interlaced over the years we’ve spent solidifying how deeply our bonds ran. How deeply they have always ran, before meeting her. Now we’ve both fallen so far that I can no longer tell which path leads me to before - before her.
This woman entered our lives, and will leave everything differently once it’s over. Your intentions whether you’ve seen it all along or not; are clear to me now. Now that I’ve spent as much time thinking of her as you probably have too.
The woman who has left little parts of herself with us over the course of the passing weeks; parts that I can see readily with every drink, hear echoes of every laughter, even when she is no longer there. As insufferable as I want to believe she is - she sneaks inside our thoughts and now hangs in between us. Silently as if a whisper to my ear, promising me happiness but causing me pain.
I’ve always been better at this game. Hiding my feelings, than you ever have. But it isn’t until she’s buried herself so far under that I realize there is no longer anywhere deep enough.
Between you and her I’ve become lost; like a sailor somehow losing his bearings at sea. I’ve struggled with how I’ve felt, agonized over how I should feel. Even without thinking it, I’ve distanced myself.
Until her lips had finally touched mine - I thought I could simply move on from how she’s made me feel. But when our lips grazed and melted for the first time, I hadn’t realized how much I’ve been lying all along. Suddenly, all I could think of was being distant no longer.
Yes, she feels the same as I do. And as my heart surges with joy in the moments we are left alone, pressing against one another until I’ve brought her across the desk; it also sinks at the recognition that this is going to hurt. Hurt me, hurt her and regrettably hurt you.
As I watch the excitement flash in your eyes once I’ve had the courage to bring up her name, I hesitate to say more.
I long to utter the words, but don’t. I can’t bring myself to knowing your eyes will look at me differently, think of me differently.
Who am I if not the only person you’ve ever been able to confide into? The only person that has listened so readily to your burdens and have been by your side through every wear and tear the crown has given you.
Who will I be after I’ve crossed that line? After I have knowingly think of her, and longed for her - went after her. No matter how much I can try and explain - my words won’t ever be forgotten.
I’ve known you long enough to realize your tells, I’ve known you long to know you’ll be hurt even as you insist otherwise. I know the mask will break hours later once you’re finally left alone.
You have so often schooled your expression into one of absolute seriousness; of absolute confidence that I don’t think you realize once it will falter, before fall. How severe it will be - how much it will hurt.
And then you’ve started talking. Talking excitedly and every gesture is happy, almost child-like and the words you mention with conviction renders me speechless.
When you’ve finally given pause, I’ve managed to clear my throat. I wet my lips because of how dry they suddenly are and try to find my voice.
Your eyes glances at mine hopefully and your hand thrusts in my direction.
The longer I’ve stalled, the more your smile falters.
My thoughts are filled with her once I’ve grasped your hand firmly, and force a smile.
We breathe the same air, think the same things and believe we belong in the same ending. We believe in cherishing our nows, and forgetting our tomorrows because as soon as the sun rises; we’ll be filled of regret. Falling for her bottomless pit has wedged a wall between us, so high that I fear I can never tear it down again.
“Congratulations,” I say stiffly, pulling you into a warm hug. I have to believe I’m happy, I have to remember our lives before. “You don’t even have to ask. Of course I’ll be your best man.”
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