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ezragoldstein:

An understanding. Ez smiles and nods in return. It was the second time he brought Wills to the spot since his return to Nashville. Once after David and Noah’s rehearsal dinner, and again now. It was almost like a beginning and an end, a start and a finish line. This was as much of a goodbye as any. Wills life was elsewhere, and his was back in Nashville. “Wills—” Ez tried to interrupt Wills, his heart beating faster even before the actor said the words, shaking his heads softly, almost regretfully. He wanted Wills to go and focus on his career and his future without anything coming in the way of that, not even him. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself if what Wills felt for him now messed up his dream just as he was so close to reach it. Ez could feel tears welling in his eyes, his chest burning by the lack of air as he didn’t realize he had been holding his breath. There were so many emotions taking over him he had to remind himself to breathe. His eyes had been so intently locked with Wills’ as he spoke every word, even now as they both fell quiet and a tear escaped him, cold against his burning cheek. Despite it all, he couldn’t look away from those bright eyes staring right back at him. “I’ll miss you.” He said instead, his voice cracking a little before he caught himself. “I’ll get better and I’ll come find you, when I’m ready.” To be by himself. To fly. To say the words back. Ez leaned to rest his head softly on Wills’ shoulder, sighing.

The last thing Wills had meant to do was upset Ezra with what he had just said. He knew it had nothing to with him or with them though, nodding slowly at the other man’s words, letting him speak. “I’ll miss you too.” He finally says, reaching over to brush a stray tear from Ezra’s cheek. “Hey...listen to me, okay? You take as much time as you need. Whenever you’re ready...you know where to find me.” Wills murmurs gently, pressing his lips to Ez’s forehead, lingering there for a moment. The last thing he wanted to do was pressure Ezra in any way. His recovery was far more important than him visiting him in LA or anything else. Their relationship was solid. Wills knew that. He didn’t have eyes or feelings for anyone else. And most of all, he believe in Ezra just as much as be believed in the two of them as a couple. “And I mean...we’re still gonna talk a lot and stuff. The time difference isn’t too bad. We can Facetime. I know it won’t be the same as Goldstein family pizza night, but...I can get my own pizza and we can have our own pizza date night, right? We’re gonna be fine, Ez. I promise.”

ezragoldstein:

Ezra sits quietly with a smile as he takes in the view before them, a perfectly, crystalline lake so familiar and comforting to him which he had decided to share with Wills, all jokes aside, because it meant something more. He drops his gaze for a moment, feeling the actor’s eyes on him. “I know.” Even after Wills reached out to his family behind his back, Ez trusted him. It took him some time to heal and see things for what they truly were, to move past his anger and frustration, mostly with himself, to know what Wills had done had been in his best interest. He trusted Wills, despite everything, perhaps more than he trusted anyone else beside his family. When he lifts his gaze back to the actor, he smiles at the realization. “It’s kind of an unspoken rule, well, not really unspoken but,” He shrugs and snorts. “It’s our special place. It’s our spot.” And now it was theirs, too. That’s what he’s trying to say but the words fail him. The words failed him often, especially around Wills. “I wanted to share it with you, before you left.” His voice lowered. Wills would leave. That notion was very present in Ezra’s mind. His time in Nashville was counted, and his departure kept getting closer. It scared him. Not knowing what it meant for them, for him, when Wills left.

"An understanding.” Wills supplies, nodding slowly. Heh ad heard a little bit about the spot from both his siblings, and he was honored that Ezra felt comfortable enough to share it with him as well. “I’m glad that you did.” He adds after a moment, his voice quiet despite it only being the two of them. They both knew that his time in Nashville was coming to an end, even if neither of them wanted to talk about it. But they had to. Wills knew that they had to, he just wasn’t sure exactly how to bring it up. Taking a breath, he looks back at Ez, trying to find the right words. “Look...I know that I’m heading to LA soon and I don’t know what that means for us, but...I do know how much I care about you and how much you mean to me, Ez. Being in Nashville with you has been, so, so special. And I know that it sucks that I’m leaving right as we’re finding our footing again, but...I don’t want it to change things between us. Because I love you, Ezra, I’m in love with you.” And you don’t have to say it back or anything if you’re not ready, but I just wanted you to know.“

ezragoldstein:

Ez started feeling better after Wills’ visit, his energy picking up little by little in the following days until he felt like leaving the house. He was a work in progress. Recovery was not a straight line. He had come to terms with himself on this already but he was still worried about how this would affect his friendship with Wills. His insecurities came with the territory but he made a big effort in trusting the actor when he said they would find their way again. That he would be there every step of the way. Ez knew that was a lot to ask. He couldn’t promise him much at this point but the fact that he was trying, truly trying.

In an effort to make up for it all, Ez invited Wills to the spot. He had prepped their meal in foil packets: a mix of sirloin tips with onions and carrots, and potatoes, seasoned with garlic and parsley, oregano, salt and pepper. It was a simple camping recipe he knew all too well from his dad and knowing he would not be able to match a Scavo-Healy’s pasta expertise, he thought making a day out of it might be fun. He also missed the outdoors, the fresh air, and this was, after all, a special place. His feet are dangling, sitting shoulder to shoulder next to Wills as they both stare out towards the lake, watching the sun set in the horizon. “It’s nice here, isn’t it?” He wasn’t sure if Wills knew exactly what this place meant thought it wasn’t the first time they had been there together, smiling as he looks at the actor. “A little escape from the city. I have no idea how we’ve managed to keep this place a secret for as long as we have, really.” The view was perfect. Not once had any of the Goldstein come back to find their things missing or misplaced. They had installed lightbulbs and claimed the spot as their own piece of land. A most treasured place they were extremely careful with whom they shared it with precisely so they could continue to enjoy it as it was. “I guess I should have you swear to secrecy now, too.” He teased. He trusted Wills.

@williamscavohealy

Wills knew that he had been taking a risk when he had showed up at the Goldstein house looking for Ezra. He wasn’t sure if the other man would want to see him or be upset that he had spoken to one of his brothers about him. It had all worked out though, and he thought that things were going pretty well between them. Wills had meant it when he had said he was there for Ezra regardless of what their relationship was. All he wanted was to support Ezra, however he needed him.

The invitation to his family’s favorite spot hadn’t gone unnoticed though. He knew it was a special place for the Goldstein family and he was honored to have it be shared with him. They were sitting watching the sun set while dinner was cooking in the fire, quietly taking in the scenery and its beauty. When Ezra finally speaks, Wills smiles, humming quietly before he responds. “It is.” The actor replies, looking away from the water to look back at the brunette, smiling back at him. “It’s best not to question that kind of magic, I think. All we can do is enjoy it...and I think that your family does. Your secret’s safe with me, I promise.”

ezragoldstein:

It hurts to laugh when Wills asks him to make him dinner instead, wheezing through the chuckles as he buried his face deeper in his pillow. He hugs his ribs under the cover as it that would make it hurt any less. He had barely uttered a word before Wills had been there. “Alright.” He eventually agrees, quietly. “I can do that.” Even in the darkness of his room, he swears he can see the brightness of Wills eyes staring back at him. Captivating. Understanding. Tender. Ez can’t help but smile softly at the memory shared, trying to picture a younger Wills. Despite the obvious differences between their families and their upbringing, they also shared many similarities that helped them understand each other, where they came from. The chances of their paths crossing had been so slim, and even when they did, for them to find each other this way was not exactly meant to happen, yet here they were. Right now. Sharing childhood memories. Holding onto each other. “Fridays.” Ez starts sharing a memory of his own. “Fridays were always my favorite. We’d have pizza before heading out or splitting to make it to one of Henry’s or Matty’s games, or just watching movies at home. We barely all fit on the couch but we made it work. It’s the little things that count.” He swallows quietly. How many times had he wished they could just go back to that time, that age. Life felt so less heavier back then. “What would you like?” He asks after a moment. “For dinner?”

Smiling at the mental image of all of the Goldstein’s smushed together in their family room for movie nights. He loved how close Ezra was with his family. Family was important to both of them; it was one of the many things that they had in common. “That sounds nice.” Wills murmurs, brushing his lips over the top of Ezra’s head lightly. “Is it bad that I want pancakes and pizza? We should know better than to talk about food.” The brunette says with a laugh, amused at himself. “Make me your favorite thing to cook. I always think food tastes better when it’s made with love. At least that’s what my papa used to always say...that the secret ingredient was love. We always thought it was so cheesy, but I kinda think it’s true. So...make me your favorite thing to cook. Whatever it is, I’m sure it’ll be delicious.”

ezragoldstein:

Ezra isn’t surprised that Brooks was the one reaching out to Wills. He didn’t move or make a sound when Wills told him, either, just let his eyes close for a moment as the other man wrapped his arms around him, letting himself be held. He relaxed into the touch almost instantly but part of him was nervous. He hated the fact that Wills had to see him like this, had to put up with it again after everything he had put him through already. “I wanted to.” Ez says quietly. “I needed to.” He adds, shaking his head softly before, after a minute or two, he turns in his be to face Wills. His eyes are tired, not form a lack of sleep but an abundance of it. “I didn’t mean to ignore you. I didn’t want to waste the time we have together while you’re here. I have all of these things in my mind but I can’t do anything about it even if I want to. I just, can’t.” It was frustrating, the internal battle, the voices in his head that told him to get over himself while he also understood there was nothing else he could do but give it some time. He had learned not to be so hard on himself through therapy and the meetings. It didn’t mean it was easier every time. “I’ll make it up to you.” Ez whispers even if it’s only the two of them in the room. “Can you talk to me? About anything. I just… want to hear your voice.”

"I know. It’s okay, Ezra. Really. I didn’t think you were ignoring me.” Wills murmurs reassuringly, shaking his head. He didn’t need Ez to make anything up to him. He didn’t need anything from him other than for him to take the time that he needed for himself. “Alright. You can make me dinner at my place.” Wills finally says, pressing his lips to Ezra’s forehead lightly. For a moment he isn’t sure what to talk about, mostly because all he’s been doing lately is looking over scripts his agent sent him and he doesn’t think either of them really want to think about his inevitable move to LA. So he opts for a funny childhood story instead, idly running his fingers through Ezra’s hair as he begins his story. “Okay, so...it’s Father’s Day, right? We were kids...still in elementary school, I think. Dad was filming so we were on location for the summer and David, Italia, and I got this idea to surprise our dads with breakfast. Which, of course, really just resulted in us making a huge mess in the kitchen, but...it was a lot of fun. We made pancakes and bacon...which us frying bacon by ourselves was probably a bad idea in hindsight, but thankfully nobody got hurt. It wasn’t a gourmet breakfast or anything, but...I dunno. It’s the little things that count, right?”

david-scavo-healy:

“That’s because my new husband is the most perfect human being I’ve ever met and I really do like looking at him, hence why I asked him to marry me!” David half joked, grinning widely as he rolled his eyes back at his twin. There was no hiding just how obsessed he was with Noah, and he was in no business to go on denying it either. All jokes aside, though, he loved having Wills around and not just because Noah was busy again with work. All three siblings were close and family had always been important to them. It didn’t matter how obsessed he was with his husband, he would always make and find time for them. “Well, the house is all yours for as long as you need or want to stay.” David added, a little more seriously now, looking at his brother carefully at the question. “I never didn’t like Ezra. I didn’t like seeing how he broke your heart, intentionally or not, which is different.” He admitted, knowing Wills felt the same way about Noah when the soldier had pushed him away and insisted they’d see other people, meaning David, really, since he was still deployed. It wasn’t necessarily the same, but the result was similar. The pain was similar. “I may not know Ezra as well as you do, and definitely not as well as Noah, but I know he’s a good guy who’s going through a rough patch. You’re my brother, though, so I’m always going to look our for you first Wills, but I can also tell that you care about him a great deal. I really hope he gets better, and I will do whatever I can while I’m here to help him. He’ll get better.”

"He’s a good guy.” Wills repeats, nodding his head. He isn’t trying to convince David because he knows David is capable of getting to know Ezra and making that conclusion himself. “I know, and I appreciate that. But you should definitely get to know Ezra better too. He’s a good one. The Goldstein boys are pretty cool. Brett and Ethan are really great too.” The whole Goldstein family was, really. Their big sister had married a Goldstein after all, so they were obviously good people. “I appreciate that. I do care about Ezra a lot...I know he has his family and stuff, but it makes me feel better to know you’re looking out for him too.”

ezragoldstein:

Ez is quiet for a good minute or two after Wills comes into his room. Even if he’s not looking, he can hear every move, every breath. There’s a dead silence once his own voice quiets down in his apologies until Wills speaks, and for the life of him, all he wants is to hear that voice more, closer, but he can’t find words to express it. He know the moment Wills sits on his mattress, relaxes a little at the touch to his shoulder, and between a shivering sigh, he manages to look into Wills’ eyes and nod ever so slightly. His grip loosens even if he barely moves. He doesn’t really have to. He’s curled against one side of the bed. He hates it. He hates everything about it. He hates feeling so powerless, so out of himself. Ez feels so small in so many meanings to the word. For a moment he just lays there like a dead body, perfectly still, barely breathing, both wanting Wills to hold him and hating the fact that he’s seeing him like this at the same time. He’s not sure how long it’s been before he speaks, voice broken and tired and dry. “I’m sorry I didn’t call.” Ez tries to explain why he didn’t not because Wills asked but because he wanted him to know it really had nothing to do with him. “I don’t really know when it happens, or why. It just does.” That sentence alone was probably the most he had said in a while. It physically hurt to speak, really. All his energy was drained. His throat burned. He felt like crying. “It just does and I can’t help it even though I try. I really try, Wills. I’m sorry.” Ez repeated his apology again and again, instinctively burying his face against Wills’ chest.

Settling down beside Ezra under the blankets, Wills wraps his arms around the other man’s waist, pulling his body closer. His chin rests on Ezra’s shoulder, just laying there with him quietly. All he wants is for Ezra to know that he’s there for him, through the good and bad and everything in between. “It’s okay. Um, Brooks texted me. I hope that’s alright.” The actor finally says, hoping Ez won’t be too mad at his little brother. Brooks was only trying to help. “You don’t have anything to apologize for, Ez. I mean it.” Wills adds, raking his fingers through the other man’s hair slowly, trying to comfort him. “I know, I know. It’s alright. You’re doing your best. That’s all you need to do. I promise.”

david-scavo-healy:

“I’m sure you’ll be able to get a gig or two!” David played along, shaking his head at his twin’s teasing. Wills was talented and smart, and he was charming to a fault. He couldn’t wait to see his brother taking the world by surprise. It was only a matter of time! “Oh, you’re promising that now? I thought the whole sharing a womb thing made that a given, William. If I don’t find out from you the moment it happens, we’re done.” It was David’s time to tease the other. “I’m sure Noah appreciates that and we’ll come visit wherever you go, you know that, but I won’t lie either. I really do like having you closer even if just for a few more weeks. At least what time I get with you since someone’s been keeping you busy lately.”

"Says the man who just got married and is obsessed with his new husband!” Wills teases back, grinning at David. “You know I’ll stay as long as I can...you know I would’ve anyways. My agent’s just getting to me with some stuff I might be interested in, so I have some time to get ready before heading out there.” Pilot season was both exciting and nervewracking. And if TV didn’t work out, there were always movie auditions too. Wills wasn’t going to say no to anything that came his way, even if all of the rejections did suck. “All jokes aside though...you like Ezra, right? I know some things happened between us, but...he’s doing a lot better now. He’s really trying.”

ezragoldstein:

The thing about anxiety and depression was that it would always crawl up on you when you least expected it. Ezra had been feeling perfectly fine for days straight. A lot of it had to do with Wills’ being in town. They had been spending some time together and, to be honest, he had been feeling better than in a very long time, but then it hit him. It started slowly one morning when his alarm went off for his morning jog with his abba and he skipped because he was too tired. Then it showed as he picked on his breakfast without eating half of it, all sense of taste failing him. He ignored all calls and messages not entirely on purpose but because moving from bed to get his phone felt like a heavier task than it was. He didn’t notice a day had gone by since he last showered, curled up in bed under the covers, zoning the world out. Ez could hear the door to his room open and close, his parents checking in on him, closing his eyes when he was not already fast asleep so to not worry them more. What he hated the worse was knowing what was happening and wanting to make it stop but not being able to. He cried and he slept. He fought chills and tried to drown the headaches. He was embarrassed. You have a visitor, kid, Wills heard his dad say from the door. I can tell him to come back later but I think you might want to see him. Ez heard Ethan hesitate by the door, his vision blurry as he looked in his direction. He wanted to tell his dad to send Wills back. He didn’t want to be seen in this state. He didn’t have the energy to do either that or stand up to receive Wills in his room. Instead, he wrapped the covers closer around his body, pressing his face against his pillow as if that would hide him from the rest. “I’m sorry.” He whispered over and over again when he heard the steps, voice hoarse.

@williamscavohealy

The last thing Wills wanted to be when it came to Ezra was pushy. He wasn’t upset over the fact that he hadn’t heard from him for a couple of days, but when but when Brooks had texted him to let him know he was having a rough time, Wills was definitely worried. He wasn’t sure if he should just show up at the Goldstein house unannounced despite the fact that he knew that he was welcome there and that Brett and Ethan knew about him and Ezra, not wanting to cross a line with Ez. But eventually he convinces himself it’ll be okay if he just stops by to check in, even if he doesn’t stay. He’d leave if Ezra asked him to, but it wouldn’t hurt to at least try. Luckily, the Goldstein’s don’t seem too bothered by his impromptu visit, welcoming him inside. Brett hands him a glass of water for Ezra while Ethan goes to tell him that he’s here, offering them a small, grateful smile before disappearing down the hallway to the guest bedroom. Leaving the glass on the nightstand, Wills clears his throat softly to announce his presence, already kicking off his shoes after he steps inside. “If you want me to go, I’ll go.” The actors says quietly, moving to sit beside the lump under the covers that was Ezra, giving what he thinks is his shoulder a light squeeze. “But if it makes no difference to you, I’d like to lay with you a while.”

david-scavo-healy:

David was so grateful and happy for how well his family had taken to Noah. Family was important to both of them. He knew, no matter how much he loved Noah, had his family not approved, they wouldn’t be here today, married. He was even more grateful for how Noah had taken to his family, how he had embraced what the Scavo-Healy represented, and how willing he was to be part of them. Noah, who took his name and all the baggage and heavy responsibilities that came with it. “We will.” He agreed softly, a smile still lingering on his lips, nodding as his twin reassured him on how they would always find time for each other. They would. David knew so in his heart. “Alright, alright, Mr. Bachelor 2000.” He teased, rolling his eyes playfully. “Good thing they’re good indoor plants that can survive two weeks without watering or else…” David was kidding, of course. They both knew the plants were fine. The plants he was so obsessed with to add some aesthetic to his and Noah’s apartment but didn’t really think through the fact his job also required him to travel, often, soon. Chewing on his cheek as he listened to Wills and nodded with understanding, David smiled. “You’re good, Wills. Dad sees it. We all see it. It just takes time but I know your break is right around the corner.” He was certain of it. They were all so proud of Wills. The Scavo-Healy were all incredibly proud of each other. David pursed his lips at the mention of LA, wondering what that would be not just for his brother but him and Ez. He didn’t ask, though, and didn’t bring it up, because he knew whatever it was they were working on, they’d work through this as well. He just wanted to see Wills happy. He never wanted to see Wills the way he was after Ezra left New York. “Maybe I’ll crash at your place when I’m over next time, then. It’ll be fun, just like old times.”

"If acting doesn’t work out, I still have a career in modeling, right? I do know a designer who likes me...” Will teases, obviously referring to their older sister. Acting really was his dream though, and their whole family knew it. Ever since he was a little kid, it was what he wanted to do. Wills didn’t mind that it was taking some time for him to find his way, eve if he did feel lightyears behind his siblings sometimes. “Thanks, David. You know you guys will be the first to know once I get anything.” Wills promises, nodding back at his twin. “Yeah? You know I’d love that. You’re always welcome to come crash with me, wherever I am. Noah too.”

ezragoldstein:

Ezra could feel his heart racing a little as he joined Wills in bed, not because he was nervous or scared of sharing the close space with the actor but because he had longed for it. Just being given the chance to salvage their friendship was more than he could truly ask of the man who now wrapped his arms around him, whose lips brushed against his leaving him breathless. “I missed you too.” His voice, quiet and still recovering from the kiss’s effect on him. He missed Wills, not just from today or for a few weeks. He missed Wills not just physically. It was this feeling he didn’t quite have the right words to describe it, not exactly belonging but a perfect sense of kinship, a connection that was both effortless and real. He missed Wills, and he missed this person he wanted to be when Wills was around. It was almost a stranger now, this version of himself, hopeful, eager, worthy. Cuddling closer against the actor, Ez rested his head lightly against his shoulder, nuzzling the crook of his neck, comfortable in Wills’ arms. “I missed us. There was a us, wasn’t there? Just under the surface. I miss them. The good parts, at least. The fun parts.” There was more to them, too, a darker side of it Ez didn’t want to bring up. “But this is good too, maybe even better.” His lips smiled quietly against Wills skin, tilting his head back enough to catch sight of his blinding eyes, the actor’s arm wrapped around him, keeping him close. This was definitely better.

"There was. There is.” Wills murmurs quietly at Ezra’s question, holding the other man a bit tighter. They both knew that they couldn’t change their past, but they could move forward with their future. There was still a hope for them. They both felt it. “We’ll find our way again. I think we’re already getting there. And you know I’m here for you every step of the way, whatever you need.” Wills promises, smiling softly back at Ezra. He liked the way Ez looked at him, his gaze bright and hopeful. Wills felt hopeful too, he really did. Ezra seemed like he was in a better place, and that was all that mattered to him. Anything else that happened between them, that was just an added bonus. “There are still plenty of good, fun moments to come, Ez. I can feel it.”

david-scavo-healy:

David knew his twin was right. He knew there was no way Noah wasn’t aware or completely oblivious to the magnitude of fame his family name bore when he both started dating him and then again when he accepted to marry him and said yes at the altar. David still worried about it becoming too much, too quickly. He didn’t want anything to tear him away from his husband, especially something he couldn’t control. “He is.” He says instead, agreeing with a sigh and a smile as Wills go on about Noah. “He really is the most amazing human being.” David nodding, putting his worries to rest. Maybe there wasn’t anything he had to worry about after all, like Wills said. “I guess I just don’t want the honeymoon stage to end just yet… I know it will have to but I’m trying to hold onto it as long as I can before work gets in the way.” Their careers were not exactly traditional either. That was something both his parents and his siblings understood. It was what they were used to. David wasn’t even thinking about putting down roots yet until he met Noah. Then everything changed. He laughed. “Well, you did one hell of a job as my Best Man. I don’t know if I’ll live up to the expectations you’ve set when my time comes so, thank you. I really mean that, though. I couldn’t have done any of it without you.” David smiled, shaking his head. “Some of the plants could’ve done a little better, though, but it’s okay. Luckily I wasn’t gone too long that I can’t remediate it.” Grinning at his poking, he pursed his lips in thought. “I get it. I also don’t think you should just go with whatever you get thrown your way. The truth is, we are privileged, Wills, we can’t pretend we’re not. You don’t have to beg for a role. Sure, it’s taken you some time to get to where you are, but you’re still Wills Scavo-Healy. Something good will come along. You’ll know when you get it. You have a good eye and a great sense for these things. Trust your guts. I have a feeling it won’t be too long now but just be patient.”

There was no denying that Noah and David were good together. They made each other better versions of each other. It was the kind of love their parents that and the kind of love Wills hoped to find himself. “It won’t end just because the two of you go back to work as long as you two still find time for each other, which I know you will. You’ll see.” Wills says reassuringly, nodding back at his twin. He can’t help but chuckle when David mentions being his best man, shaking his head a bit. “I think you have some time to get ready. I’m not headed towards the aisle any time soon.” The actor points out, snorting at the mention of the houseplants. “Shut up, your plants are totally fine and you know it! I looked after them just fine.” Wills knows David is teasing, though his smile settles into a thin line, running a hand through his hair. “I know. I know I don’t have to, but I don’t want to be handed projects either just because of our name. I want to earn it.” It was hard though, the waiting. Wills tried his best to be patient. He put in his time, took the roles he felt were right for him no matter how big or small. He knew he was doing all of the right things, but sometimes he still felt like he was treading water, working so hard only to be right back where he started. “Yeah. LA should hopefully be good. I’m looking at a couple of pilots right now, so who knows.”

ezragoldstein:

“I could be persuaded.” Ez chimes back, grinning at the actor’s teasing. They kept moving from the flirting to the tip toeing around this they were doing. Ez knew Wills was letting him take the lead. He also knew he wasn’t sure where to lead them to. This was a start. Spending time with Wills had always been easy. He couldn’t always understand it but they clicked in many ways. He felt the most comfortable around Wills. Even as shitty as it had been in New York, they made really good friends. They had similar interests. They could sit together in perfect silence and be completely comfortable. Ez splashes some cold water on his face and runs a hand through his hair before stepping back into the room, looking at himself in the mirror for a moment. He was much skinnier now, his cheekbones more prominent. It was hard not to feel a little self conscious about it in Wills’ presence. Letting his head fall back with a sigh, he did his best to get rid of that thought before he joined the actor in bed. “Surprisingly didn’t get lost on my way back here.” Ez joked, lifting the covers before scooting a little closer to Wills’ side. “Hey.” He said after a moment, as if it was the first time they had seen each other all night. As if he wasn’t just dying to kiss him again.

"Whew. I’m glad to hear it.” Wills jokes back when Ezra returns, smiling back at the other man. Wrapping an arm around the brunette’s shoulders, he pulls him closer, pressing his lips to the top of Ezra’s head lightly. “Hey yourself.” Even though they had spent all evening together, there was something softer, more intimate about having Ezra laying in bed beside him. He had missed these quiet moments the most, he thought. “And I’m glad that you’re here.” Wills adds after a moment, his lips brushing over Ezra’s before he kisses him properly, cupping his cheek in his hand. “I missed you.”

david-scavo-healy:

David knew his twin knew what Matty Goldstein had been up to. It was impossible not to know at this point when the firefighter had all but installed yard signs about it all over Nashville, really. David found it amusing but, above all, he was just relieved to see his brother happy even if Wills and Ez were still figuring things out and finding their own pace. “Uh-huh, sure… whatever you say.” He teased, grinning back at Wills. He didn’t need to hear the details but he enjoyed riling up his brother. “Married bliss… ugh I don’t know when it ends but I really still feel like I just dreamt it all, you know?” He was so unbelievably happy even the possibility of being nothing but didn’t really cross his mind once. David felt like he was at the top of the world, on cloud nine, the luckiest man on Earth. He had tried not to think too much about work but he knew he could only push it for so long. “Yeah, I can run it with the band, maybe just work from here for a bit and go to LA when we’re ready to record it. I don’t know if I want to bring too much attention to us here though, you know? This is Noah’s—well, our home now. I want to keep it as safe as possible for us, his family. We’ll see. Why, are you not excited to host me while I’m back in LA if you end up there for a gig? I mean, let’s be honest, unless you end up in Toronto or Atlanta, it’s gonna be LA or New York again. Have you been reading anything worth a shot?”

"I hate to break it to you David, but attention’s been on us and our family since before we were born. Noah knows who he married and what he married into. And I know he appreciates you protecting your life here, but I think he’d also encourage you to do what you need to for yourself too. And that includes for the band too. Noah’s a good guy, he’d never wanna hold you back in any way.” Wills points out, giving his twin a look. “Shut up, you know I’d be more than happy to have you wherever I end up. My home is your home, you know this.” He says with a wave of his hand, amused by his twin’s teasing. “I was on a strict do not contact me unless it’s an acting emergency thing with my agent gearing up towards your wedding, but he did send me some stuff while I was watching over your houseplants. I guess the real question is whether I want to go after tv or movies. Which I know sounds super privileged of me and you know I’m grateful for anything that comes my way, but...I dunno. I just want something, you know? Something good.”

ezragoldstein:

“I didn’t say it wasn’t.” Ez grins, quietly accepting the offered change of clothes. “I’m just saying we can’t get away with much there and here we can get lost just moving from one room to another.” Even if the Scavo-Healy house was huge, it still had a homely feeling to it. It was very them. He wasn’t sure how to describe it. He wasn’t sure how to describe a Scavo-Healy. They were so much more than what they appeared to be, and they already appeared to be everything. Ez had been starstruck the first time he met Dan Scavo-Healy, could barely get a word out. The same happened with Wills, to some extent, until Henry’s wedding. Even if that one time wasn’t really supposed to mean a whole lot, it did. They had connected throughout the days after the wedding, clinging to the moments while Wills was in Nashville, both knowing whatever they were doing had an expiration date but deciding to ignore it. Then New York happened, and everything after that. Ez pressed his lips in a thin line at the thought, watching Wills come closer, smiling into the kiss. “I haven’t forgotten a single thing about you, Wills.” He admitted, shaking his head with a chuckle. “And you’re stealing lines from Sweet Home Alabama now?” He whispered, thumb brushing against the actor’s jaw.

"Mm, if you stay in bed with me then you can’t get lost.” Wills teases, grinning back at Ezra. He’s mostly teasing, though a weekend in bed with the other man in bed sounded pretty perfect to him. Any time with Ezra was. They were finding their footing again, finding each other again, and Wills was soaking it all in. “I’m not stealing, I’m borrowing.” He adds, leaning his cheek into the other man’s hand for a moment before pulling him towards the bed, falling back onto the mattress. “Go get changed and then get your cute butt back here for cuddles.”

david-scavo-healy:

David’s grin grew wider at his twin’s protest when he overshared if only to get a rise out of Wills on purpose. He wouldn’t mind getting into detail but appreciated not being given the chance because it’d only make him miss Noah even if they had only been separated for an hour or so since coming back from Italy. The thought alone made him groan, knowing their honeymoon was over now and Noah would be getting back to work soon, which meant he wouldn’t get to spend as much time as he wished with his husband. At least Wills was there now for however long he decided to stay in Nashville. “Enough people noticed.” The musician shrugged smugly, turning the glass in his hand, his eyes not leaving his brother’s face as he listened carefully. He trusted Wills to make the right choice and he knew relationships and love were far more complicated than he could even begin to comprehend. He still worried about Wills just like Wills worried about him. “Patch things up. Right. So I’m supposed to believe his overnight stays here have been just movie nights?” David raised his brows suspiciously but amused. “Good. I’m happy for both of you. You know I’m here whatever you need, right? I’m actually really excited you’ll stay longer, too.” He still had the band to keep him busy, of course, even if they had agreed to take a longer break between records all things considered. “I still need to figure out when to hit the studio again. I don’t know. It doesn’t really matter I’m not in LA, I can just fly in and out whenever, but ti does make things a little harder. I’m not ready to get into it all just yet so I’m buying myself some time. I don’t want to leave Noah just yet.”

"So I’ve been told.” Wills chuckles, shaking his head back at David. Apparently Matty Goldstein was on some I told you so campaign with his siblings, which Wills found to be amusing. He was mostly glad that everyone seemed happy for them though. “C’mon, it’s not like that. I mean, maybe a little, but not like that! We actually watch the movies, thank you very much.” Wills replies, shaking his head back at David. He knew his twin was only teasing, and in all honesty, he really appreciated David’s support when it came to things between him and Ezra. “I know. You know I appreciate it, David. And I’m always here for you too, not that you need my help of advice in your married bliss.” He points out, shrugging slightly. “What if the band flew out here? There are plenty of recording studios in Nashville. I know it makes more sense for you to go to them, but a change of scenery might be good for the music too.”

ezragoldstein:

Ezra smiled quietly as he followed Wills towards the room, their hands linked. It wasn’t the first time he had been to the Scavo-Healy house in Nashville but it was definitely a little different notion now when a Scavo-Healy offered to make some space for him. They were still navigating a very gray area of their relationship, he knew that much, where would this lead, what did it mean, what would happen between them— “I was getting used to borrowing your sweaters now.” Ez teased. Wills was taller than him but it was mostly how much thinner he was now that made the actor’s clothes on him look and feel so much bigger than any time they had borrowed clothes before. It made Ez feel a little self-conscious about his own body image, which made his smile falter for a moment before shrugging, dismissing his own thoughts as they got to Wills’ room. “Wills, the living room and kitchen area alone are probably the same size as my parents’ place, you know that, right?” Ez laughed, shaking his head. It’s not that the Goldstein house was a shoebox but they definitely didn’t have a room for each of them, not that they cared really. “I had to share a room with Henry until he moved out and the twins, well, I don’t think you could separate the twins even if we had dozens of vacant rooms.” He chuckled, smiling regardless. They had a good childhood. His parents had given them so much, not just material things but experiences and affection. Ez hated that he put them through so much pain and worry. “I don’t mind having the place all to ourselves, though. I don’t mind that at all.”

"You still can whenever you’d like.” Wills is quick to reply, smirking back at Ezra. He definitely didn’t mind seeing him wearing his clothes and he didn’t mind lending them to Ez at all. Already moving to the dresser to grab sweats and a t-shirt for Ezra, Wills looks over his shoulder at the other man, chuckling quietly at his words. “Hey, I like your parent’s house. It’s a nice place.” The Goldstein’s place was cozy, homey. Wills always felt welcomed there. “You forget that I’m a twin too. David and I shared a room growing up. I get it. The twin thing, I mean.” He shrugs at that, taking a step closer to Ezra so he can kiss hm, smiling against his lips. “Me either. ‘Cause I really do like kissing you whenever I want.”

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