Pairings/Characters: Dwight/Ethan, Dwight Houston, Ethan Brightman
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. The lovely CP Coulter graced us with these characters, I just like messing around with them a little.
The couch wasn't big enough for two. Instead, Dwight lay out along it, Ethan lying on top of him. Ethan had his arms crossed over Dwight's chest, looking deep into his eyes. Dwight's hands were loosely around Ethan's waist. He ran his finger softly up and down Ethan's back, smiling fondly.
He brushed hair out of Ethan's eyes before moving his hand down to Ethan's back again. He nudged his nose against Ethan's grinning. Dwight's stomach was filled with butterflies and he felt so warm inside. Ethan's eyes were so full of love and affection. He bit his lip, trying to stop himself from grinning.
"I love you." Ethan whispered softly, not tearing his eyes away from Dwight's for a moment.
"I love you too."
Ethan wrapped his arms around Dwight's neck, smirking, "I love you more."
Dwight chuckled, scratching his fingers gently along Ethan's back, "Nuh uh."
Ethan nodded, his smirk growing, "Yeah."
"Yeah?" Dwight raised his eyebrow, his voice going quiet, keeping the moment their own little secret.
Ethan's smirk grew into a grin and he whispered, "Yeah."
Ethan leaned a little closer, brushing their lips together in a delicate kiss. The kiss only lasted for a moment but it said so much. It spoke of love and commitment and of all the moments they'd shared together. It spoke of happiness. Ethan shuffled slightly, resting his head on Dwight's chest, listening to his heartbeat. He sighed happily, closing his eyes and focusing on the moment.
Dwight continued to run his hand up and down Ethan's back, letting the comfortable silence fall between them. He sighed contentedly, watching as Ethan slowly fell asleep, soon joining him.
x X x
There were arms wrapped firmly around him. Warm, familiar arms. Dwight moved further into that warmth, opening his eyes and smiling as he looked into Ethan's eyes. He hugged Ethan as tightly as he could, resting his head on his chest and listening to the reassure sound of Ethan's heartbeat.
"What are you thinking about?" Ethan's soft voice whispered as he started to card a hand through Dwight's hair.
"You." Dwight sighed happily, looking at Ethan with a soft smile on his face, "Always you."
Ethan chuckled, kissing Dwight's cheek, "What about me?"
"You're beautiful…" Dwight brushed his thumb over Ethan's cheeks, looking into his icy blue eyes, "You really are so beautiful."
Ethan blushed, looking away and held Dwight a little tighter. The hunter pressed a finger to Ethan's chin, tilting his head to look back in his eyes, "I mean it. I love you."
Ethan grinned, whispering, "I love you too."
Dwight cupped Ethan's face in his hand, leaning forward and brushing their lips together in a gentle kiss, sighing happily.
x X x
Dwight wrapped his arms around Ethan's neck, the quilts pulled over them both as he laid carefully over the Tweedle. He smiled softly and Ethan ran his hand over his back, "You feeling better?"
"Yep. And look…" Dwight leaned over the bed, pulling out his dark fedora and slipping it on, "Are you feeling dangerous Ethan?" He chuckled.
Ethan chuckled, pulling Dwight down into a soft kiss. Dwight pulled the fedora down, shading both their faces as they kiss and smiled into Ethan's lips.
He pulled away and took off the hat, biting his lip, "I think it looks better like this…" He slipped the hat onto Ethan's head, grinning and kissed his nose, "Much better."
"Do I look dangerous yet?" Ethan smirked.
"Deadly." Dwight giggled, "Now sing me some Michael Jackson."