And just like that, everything clicks into place. It's a mess — the tea is almost too warm between his hands, his hair's still drying, he's a little bit drunk, and he can see the way Matt moves just a little bit stiffly, something a less observant person might not notice.
It's a mess, but it's them. And that's what makes it perfect, honestly. It's them, and that's all Tim's wanted for a very long time. To know that he means as much to Matt as Matt does to him. He doubts Matt's stupidly in love the way Tim is, but that doesn't matter right now. This is a start. And it's a very, very good start.
He's going to have to call his mother tomorrow. She'll probably insist that he bring Matt down for Thanksgiving.
Tim sets the tea down on the coffee table without looking, somehow managing to do it without dropping it on the floor, and brings a hand up to touch Matt's face as they kiss. It's not rough and bruising the way it normally is, but gentle and longing and loving and it's perfect. Everything's absolutely perfect.
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Date: 2016-03-26 08:41 am (UTC)It's a mess, but it's them. And that's what makes it perfect, honestly. It's them, and that's all Tim's wanted for a very long time. To know that he means as much to Matt as Matt does to him. He doubts Matt's stupidly in love the way Tim is, but that doesn't matter right now. This is a start. And it's a very, very good start.
He's going to have to call his mother tomorrow. She'll probably insist that he bring Matt down for Thanksgiving.
Tim sets the tea down on the coffee table without looking, somehow managing to do it without dropping it on the floor, and brings a hand up to touch Matt's face as they kiss. It's not rough and bruising the way it normally is, but gentle and longing and loving and it's perfect. Everything's absolutely perfect.