A couple days ago, Stephy mentioned in a review that she thought I had something planned for you guys later on in the story. She was right. Here it is.
"Mmm? What was that?"
"Nothing. It was nothing."
"Silver! You just admitted that you'd miss me!"
"No! Well.. y-yeah.. Naturally I would. I really can't stand being away from you.." he shifted his body a little to glance down at Gold's expression. Gold merely just smiled and looked at the floor, drawing circles in the carpet with his toes.
"I feel the exact same way.. I think I've always felt that way. I.. I love you, Silver."
Silver suddenly bent down to Gold's height level, and it reminded them both of when they first met. No friendship, no nothing.. got it? Oh, how quickly that had changed.
Silver's heart sped up. "You.. love me?"
Gold nodded and looked into his silver eyes, repeating it once more. "I love you."
The blond stood all the way up now, grinning from ear to ear and talking to himself. "He loves me.. Gold loves me." He paced around the room back and forth, saying those same things over and over again, smiling.
"Silver..?" Gold wondered what was wrong with him. "Are you okay?"
Silver looked down at him. "Yes! Are you kidding me? This is the happiest I've been in my entire life. You just told me you loved me. Me. The person who could never be loved. The mean, insensitive, 'doesn't care about anything or anyone' asshole just got told that his boyfriend loves him." He closed his eyes and smiled real big, sitting on the edge of the couch. "I love you too, Gold."
Gold didn't know what to say. Just then, it was like Silver was a whole other person. "Silver, what happened to you?"
"Why does everyone keep asking me that?"
Gold shook his head and sat in his lap.
"Tell me you love me. Say it. Say it again." He requested, as Gold's legs wrapped around Silver's waist.
"I love you, Silver Heart. I love everything about you. Your smile. Your laugh. Your long legs. Your slender figure. The fact that you always wear blacks and dark grays. Your shining silver eyes that match perfectly with your name. The way your blond hair flips out at the ends, and how your hair falls perfectly into a swoop over your face. I love the way you walk with such confidence, and the way you pace around the room when you're mad or just anxious. The way you cross your arms over your chest with such masculinity. The way your voice gets when you're being sarcastic, and the way it grows deeper when you're angry. I love the face you make when you take a sip of your coffee, and it's too hot. I love it when you fuss over me, telling me to do things the right way, and always protecting me. I love how you always have to bend down to my height, and how special it makes me feel. I love how I always feel the need to cling to you, because I'm so needy. I love watching you battle, always determined to win, no matter what. Never giving up. I love it when you pick me up and hold me in your arms. I love it when you tell me I'm cute or adorable and stroke my hair. I love how you're so aggressive with me, climbing on top of me and holding my wrists down so that I can't move. I love it when we kiss. I love it when we fall asleep together. I love it when we hold hands. I love it when.. um.." Gold's eyebrows pulled together.
Silver laughed. "Ran out of things, already?"
"Um.." Gold blushed, hiding his face into Silver's chest. He felt really embarrassed.
Silver shook his head and smiled, bringing one arm around Gold's back to hold him closer, stroking his hair. "Took you long enough. Although, I do believe that one of the things I'm doing right now was on your list."
Gold put his arms around him, gripping the back of his shirt.
"Gold.." Silver whispered seductively into his ear. Gold only gripped his shirt tighter. Silver continued, in a sexy voice. "Gold.. I can't hold back any longer.. Not after you just told me all that stuff you loved about me.."
Gold knew exactly what that meant. He leaned back to look at Silver's face, as Silver licked his lips suggestively.
"W-what are you talking about?" he asked, even though he already knew the answer. Silver's smile turned into a sick, twisted grin.
"I want to see you squirm like a girl when I stick it inside of you."
Gold's body tensed up, as he felt Silver grab him in his arms, carrying him into the bedroom. He set him down on the bed, as Silver slowly climbed on top of him, a naughty look on his face. "Hey, Gold?"
"Y-yeah..?"
"Remember how you said you loved me?" Silver took his shirt off, un-zipping the jeans he had on.
"Yeah.." Gold watched him as he felt the sting of blood run down from his nose.
"Hold on to that."
"Why?"
Silver whispered in his ear breathlessly. "Because you won't like me very much by the time I'm done having my way with you."
SilversaidIloveyou. Check, okay. (Making a list of things he should do by the end of the story; just checked that off, out of like, a million other things.)
So this next part, I guess, you could consider it a deleted scene.. But it does NOT happen right after what you just read; let's be clear. I wrote this with nothing attatched. (ie no real beginning or end.) This could have happened weeks ago, or this could take place in the future. All I know is that I wrote it. I was gonna trash it, but decided to include it in this chapter because I thought it was too short. So here you go. It's called "Much Better".
During the late afternoon, Gold was found wearing one of Silver's jackets, watching some TV. He sipped some hot chocolate, shivering every now and then. His Butterfree rested on his shoulder, slowly falling asleep.
Silver came out, moments later, drowzily rubbing his head. "Hey, Gold."
"Good afternoon, Silver."
"Yeah.. wait, what?" he looked at the clock, that read 3:52 PM. "I overslept? Why didn't you wake me?"
"Because you would have screamed at me and gotten angry."
"It's too late for that! Now I'm pissed!"
"Same old same old.." he took another drink of the chocolate, changing the station on the remote.
"Ugh. Why are you wearing my jacket?"
"Am I not allowed to?"
"I'm just asking why."
"Well, it's cold in here. That's all."
"Then why don't you just turn up the heat on the thermostat."
"Because it was too high for me to reach."
"Oh. Well it feels fine in here to me."
"I get cold easily. Would you please change it for me?"
"Yeah, sure thing." he clicked the button, changing the degrees. Afterwards, he sat next to Gold and drank his hot chocolate.
"That jacket's too big for you."
"I know. That's because you're huge."
Silver frowned. "Am I?" he lifted his shirt, observing his flat stomach.
"I didn't mean you were fat, I meant that you're.. just super tall."
"Oh.." Silver pulled his shirt down.
"Besides, you've got abs, I think, right?" Gold put a hand on them. "Yeah. I feel them. So don't be so insecure, alright?"
"I'm not insecure! I just.. I wanted to be sure. I really care what you think about me. I want you to think I'm hot."
"I do think you're hot. I tell you that everyday." Gold clung to Silver's arm. "I love you. Soooo much. I don't even deserve a person like you."
Silver shut his eyes. "Sometimes I wish I could get inside that head of yours."
"Why?"
"Because you deserve much better."