He always sat alone at the foot of the hotel bed. Perfect. It was an excellent moment for Ellis to make his move. If only the young man could work up the courage. This was Nick. The cold hearted sour man in the dashing suit. And thus, he was Ellis's dream man.
Nick often sat alone in the silence thinking about god knows what. Most of the time his trance lasted no longer than an hour, but a few occasions this exceeded into 2 to 3 hours. Rochelle nor Coach never bothered to question it, and warned the younger man to not as well.
Ellis walked up to the door of the still room and knocked. "Nick?" He called in a soft voice.
The sound of rustling was heard as the worn older man answered the door. He ran his fingers through his dark hair and answered using his rude tone as usual.
"What?" Nick stared down into Ellis's eyes, not a sign of friendliness shown.
This struck fear into the 23 year old's heart. Becoming a stuttery mess, Ellis barely made out what he wanted to say.
"I-I was uh…u-um th-thinkin' ab-bout somethin' and u-uh…c-can I just c-come in for a s-s-sec?"
Nick sighed and turned around in annoyance letting Ellis in. "What is it? And make it quick."
Ellis closed the door behind him and looked Nick straight in the eye. "I…I honestly th-think I love you Nick."
The suited man didn't seemed phased by this. "Yeah yeah I love you too now get the fuck out."
Ellis scratched his head. "Aw hell Nick I meant it like as in love love, y'know…like I wanna kiss you and I just think you're handsome and the sound of your voice just makes my brain turn into mush. I don't know what any of this shit means but uh…"
Ellis looked up to find Nick staring at him. His glare softened but he still had the same unwelcoming face from when they first started talking.
Ellis then grabbed Nick's arms and pulled his face in for a kiss. Their lips touched and the younger boy wrapped his arms around the older one's waist. Nick pulled away. His eyes were fire and he was nothing but furious.
"God dammit Ellis! Warn me the next time you're going to pull that shit!" As Ellis turned away, Nick grabbed his arm. He pulled him close and said, "I never said I didn't enjoy it."
He grabbed Ellis's face with both of his hands and began to kiss him passionately. The kiss lasted for a few seconds before they pulled away smiling at each other. Nick then pushed Ellis against the wall and went in for another. At first they just kissed but then it went into a make out.
The two ran their hands up each-other's shirts and along their skin. Their lips in incredible sync and both of them enjoying their perfect moment. Ellis's tongue grazed Nick's lips. Nick opened his mouth and let Ellis go deeper into the kiss.
The door opened as Coach walked in on his two friends. He stared in shock as his entrance went unnoticed by the two younger men making out.
"What the fuck is this shit!" Coach screamed as the two looked at him. Both had terror on their faces. Rochelle walked in from the sound of Coach's outburst.
"Oh come on Coach, I think it's cute. If they love each other then they love each other." She told the eldest of the group. Coach nodded. "Alright, go back to what you were doing." He said as he and Rochelle left the room.
Nick sat on the bed. Ellis slid in next to him as the suited man put his arm around his new lover. Ellis rested his head on Nick's chest. The two men started feeling their eyelids get heavy. But they didn't care. They were both cozy with each other.
"You're such an idiot, Ellis..." Nick muttered playfully.
"I love you too, Nick." Ellis mumbled half asleep, cuddling up closer to his friend.
And with that, the two fell asleep together.
