Matt looked up from the thing he had been working on.
“ sure techie you can ask me anything. You know that.”Magic. This is magic. It must be.
Techie’s heart is beating so loud in his ears that he hardly hears himself stammer, “R-Really? So, wh-what does this m-mean? What… do we do?” Unspoken was this: Are we in a relationship now?
If they were, he was going to keep kissing Matt for the rest of his life. Every morning, every night, any time.
Matt looked down slightly at the redhead who stood in front of him. He wasn’t sure what this meant. It meant that they both had feelings for each other but did it mean that techie wanted what he wanted. This wasn’t going o be an easy road forward for either of them he could tell. Reaching forward he grasped techies had lightly. His own hand felt cold to him maybe a little sweaty but he still held on to techies had. If the techie didn’t like it he could pull away himself.
“ I-If you wouldn’t…wouldn’t be against it I’d like this to mean that we’re…you know…together…I-I’d really like that but…but that completely up to you I’d understand if you didn’t want to…be together.”
Matt stammered our the words as his eyes fell to what little space was between them.
“Yes! I- I do! Want to be y-your… boyfriend,” Techie squeaks, cheeks inflamed. He gives Matt’s big hand a squeeze and brings it up to his lips, ghosting them over his knuckles in a princely kiss. They must look weird standing out in a hallway like this; blushing and tongue-tied, eyes wide. Techie finds he doesn’t care as long as Matt keeps making his heart do that addictive little flutter.
TechieHux 