Complete silence.
This didn't happen often in Couple's Therapy. I mean...there was always something to say.
"Come on. It is a very hard subject to describe, but can anyone at least try?"
Again. Complete silence.
Until a certain blond decided to speak.
"It's like, there's no where that they can go that you wouldn't follow. Whether it's across a street or across the world." Wes started. If no one else would answer, he might as well, right? It's not like he's never experienced it or anything. Everyone has at some point in their life. The blond just so happened to be going through it now.
Travis looked at Wes with a surprised look, and then a smile. At least he was attempting to take part. Without taking his eyes off Wes, Travis continued his earlier words.
"Well, there's nothing that you won't do for their kiss. They have to be amazing at those."
Wes smirked. Of course Travis brought up kissing. He's probably never experienced love in his life. Wes' smirk faded as he realized that Travis wanted him to continue. Struggling to keep his eyes on the darker man, he continued.
"I...I guess You-. You love them like...like there's no tomorrow."
"It's just...Nothing will ever fell..."
"...Feel like this. You know?"
Realizing what he said, Wes blushed and looked away.
Without having to look, he knew the hand that slowly grabbed his belonged to the darker man next to him.
Perhaps...
Perhaps Travis did know what love was. And if he didn't...
Well, Wes would love to teach him.
...
There's nowhere that I wouldn't follow,
There's nothing that I wont do for your kiss.
I love you like there's no tomorrow,
'Cuz nothing's ever felt like this...
oOoOoOoOoOoOoOoO
Travis never allowed himself to cry. No matter how bad things got.
But this time was different.
There was no way he could see this coming. There was no kind of warning. It just...It didn't make any sense. They were perfectly okay a week ago. For the life of him, Travis couldn't work out what the hell he'd done.
"Shit."
Travis still held in the tears that threatened to fall as he noticed that Wes' clothes were missing and his suitcase was gone.
"Can someone just tell me what's going on?" He whispered to no one at all.
Once he saw the keys still lying where Wes had always kept them, he finally broke down.
He let the single tear fall, wishing for a sign.
...
Didn't see it coming,
No kind of warning,
I can't work out what I've done wrong.
His clothes are missing,
But his keys are still here,
Please anybody tell me whats going on...
A/N: I'M BACK BITCHES...SORT OF.
I'll post more tomorrow. Woot.
~LongerWalks-and-ShorterTalks