„...yes, I like you. I love you so damn much. What else do you want to hear from me? I will say it all to you here... Okay now?”
„It‘s so damn okay!“
Rome pulled Pick, his P‘Pick, home, smiling all the way. He literally couldn’t stop, even if he wanted to. Pick finally confessed his feelings to him, something Rome had waited for for such a long time. He didn’t know what will happen next but right now at this moment he was so so happy and relieved. Stopping in front of his apartment he slowly turned to his long time crush who‘s hand he still held tightly and looked up to his face.
„Would you like to come in...?“ Rome was a bit anxious, he didn’t want to make Pick think anything wrong or move too fast for him. Scaring him off right after the confession was the worst outcome at this point.
Pick suddenly looked shy, which was a sight and pretty unexpected for someone like him. Then he nodded his head lightly and squeezed Rome’s hand.
Rome took a deep breath, unclasped their hands and took out his key card to open the door while Pick looked at his hand which suddenly felt way too empty, trying to pinpoint when exactly the want for holding another boys hand got so strong.
Both of them went inside of Rome’s little rom and Pick sat down on the bed at the side.
„P‘... do you want something to drink? Or cookies? I don’t know a pie-„
„Nong Rome, can you come here for a second?“ Pick was watching him fumbling nervously and decided to step in before it got out of hand. Rome stilled after hearing the request and slowly moved to stand in front of Pick. The older boy took his hand and felt the emptiness vanish. Rome looked at him slightly shocked, he really wasn’t used to this amount of affection, of course he wasn‘t one to complain it was just... a lot at once.
Pick pulled on his arm to make Rome sit down on the bed next to him and just looked at him for a moment. Then his eyes went down to the ground to sort his emotions. He really wasn‘t one to show emotions, he didn’t want to, he never needed it before and now his junior made him feel all those things that gave him a hard understanding of himself and he still wasn’t sure how to handle it but he knew one thing and that was that he couldn’t lose Rome so he had to step up.
„Are you okay, P’?“ breaking the kind of awkward silence, Rome asked, his anxiety slowly building up again. He was glad that he could still hold Pick’s hand. Or was Pick holding his hand? No matter what, it helped him stay grounded, not knowing what to expect now.
„You said I need to tell you what I want, what I need, you said you couldn’t read my mind... I really want to tell you, you know?“ Pick lifted his head to look at Rome. „The thing is, it‘s really hard to say it. It doesn’t suit me, you know that, you know me. But what I said earlier... I really meant it.“ he entangled their fingers and squeezed his hand. „I meant it when I said I love you...“
„P‘Pick... I love you too... You don’t have to say it all the time but hearing it now and then will make me so damn happy“ Rome smiled and looked at their hands. „I honestly didn’t really expect to hear it anymore so right now I‘m even more happy. You make me happy even if you‘re not always nice or sweet or loving to me, that’s fine. That’s who you are. Just you deciding to talk to me like this, you opening up to me...“ he lifted his gaze towards the taller boy next to him „I hope you know I won’t let you leave again, right?“ he slowly leaned forward and dropped a kiss on Pick‘s cheek. Pick was a bit stunned, staring at Rome and before the short boy could react he pulled him in and kissed him lightly. It was kind of sloppy, both of them not very experienced but that didn’t really matter.
They parted and Rome looked into his eyes „P‘Pick... I don‘t want to scare you off but I really want to hug you right now...“
Knowing they were at home, just the two of them, Pick pulled him into a hug, not even answering. Rome snuggled into his chest and contemplated if he should ask him the question or if he should wait for Pick to ask not knowing his soon to be other half had the same thoughts running through his mind.
„Will you be my boyfriend?“
„Can we go out on a date?“
They stopped and stared at each other, surprised and Rome started to laugh.
„I‘ll take that as a yes...“ Pick pulled him in for another kiss. „Just one thing... Rome... you know I‘m pretty damn stupid right? So right now... I just want you to know that I don’t want to hurt you with anything I do, how stupid it might seem. Please don‘t overthink... I guess I’ll need some time to adjust to this but I really never intend to hurt you. So please be patient with me?“
Rome beamed at him, proud of his now boyfriend for being that honest with him „I know... I promise I will give you time as long as you never leave me, okay?“ Pick nodded and caressed his cheek.
And if they ended up cuddling and kissing literally no one needed to know. It was their business and Pick would hunt anyone down who tried to spread any part of their private life to the public. They were happy together and that was all that mattered.