Boo. This is just something I threw together at 1:51am last night (this morning?). Hansi may be a bit OOC, but maybe he just cares =]

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It was with one more fevered kiss that Hanschen and Ernst collapsed back on to Hanschen's bed, both revelling in a strange sense of euphoria never experienced by then before and definitely one they would never forget. They stayed silent for several minutes, both thinking, Ernst curled up in Hanschen's arms as the blond stroked his hair. Hanschen was the first to speak.

'Ernst?' he started, uncharacteristically uneasy. 'Are you okay?'

Ernst bit his lip, eyes watering. He didn't know if he was okay or not. He felt numb, for one, and as if the past hour had been some kind of out of body experience that he couldn't quite bring himself to recall.

Yet at the same time he felt happy. He'd finally been able to show Hanschen just how much he loved him, and how he'd grown up.

And he felt guilty. What would his parents say? He'd forgotten all about his home life during the time, he'd barely remembered there was an outside world at all. But now, though it had felt amazing, as feelings came forward and reality sunk in, something didn't feel right.

'I'm...'

Confused. It had felt so good, but wasn't it bad? It was a sin, an act never even thought about by his friends and an act that would surely get him lynched by the rest of the town if they found out, and that would land him a spot in Hell.

Angry. Hadn't Hanschen stopped to think about the consequences? He didn't know what Hanschen had gotten up to before their sordid affair had begun, but he knew how knowledgeable he was and how much he thought about certain things. Had he no idea what it would be like for Ernst... to surrender his being in such a way that made him feel torn up inside?

'I'm...'

But still so uncontrollably, unfathomably and irrevocably in love with Hanschen that it made his heart ache.

He glanced up at Hanschen, who was looking at him with genuine concern in his eyes.

Ernst burst into tears, shying away from Hanschen suddenly. He hid his face in his hands, shame coming along with all the other emotions as he heard Hanschen's worried voice.

'Ernst? What is it? Have I hurt you? Ernst?'

The smaller boy shook his head frantically.

'What have I done?' Hanschen's tone was gentle.

'I'm sorry...' Ernst choked out.

'Ernst...' Hanschen moved so he was facing him, cupping the smaller boys face in his hands. 'What do you have to be sorry for?'

'I don't... I just... can't...' Fresh tears came.

'Tonight?' Hanschen asked softly. 'Do you regret it?'

'No...' came the whispered reply.

'Are you nervous about what people will think?'

'I'm... scared...'

'Scared...' Hanschen sighed and wrapped his arms firmly round Ernst. 'Ernst, I know it's scary. I know you've got all these feelings rushing around inside you; I know they won't all be good. Believe me I was slightly terrified when it came to love sometimes. When it came to you. All that emotion running around you, you're nervous, ecstatic, afraid, slightly insane... It's not fair. But it's normal. And or will get better with time. Or should I say...' He held Ernst at arm's length. 'With practise.' He winked cheekily, bringing a smile on to Ernst's face.

'Are you going to be alright?'

Ernst nodded bravely. 'Thank you...'

Hanschen kissed his forehead. 'Don't mention it.'

With one last tender kiss the two sank back into bed, Hanschen holding Ernst close enough that his lips were next to Ernst's ear.

'I love you...' he murmured softly.

And suddenly Ernst felt the urge to cry again.

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Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo.

Please review, it would make me smile a bit =]

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