Im mela ar' naur By: Jesse Drache

Disclaimers: I do not own Everwood or the characters…what a pity

Warning: This is Ephram/Bright slash; if you don't like it, don't read it.

Rating: PG-13 but may get higher as time goes on



Chapter 2: Hoore


Ephram was surprised to find himself is Bright's room and it showed on his face.

"What?" Bright asked as he removed his coat and placed it on his chair.

Glancing to his right he found his eyes drawn to the shivering boy on his bed.

"Nothing, it's just that I always thought that you hated me," Ephram stated, averting his gaze
and looking down at his hands.

Bright looked at Ephram for several minutes not saying anything until his attention was once
again brought to the fact that he was shivering.

Going over to the head of his bed, Bright grabbed a quilt and wrapped it around the smaller
boy's shoulders.

"Thanks," Ephram softly whispered, as Bright wrapped the blanket about him and was mildly
surprised when rather than withdrawing, the other boy sat next to him and begun to rub his
arms and back in circles until Ephram was warm from both the friction and a feeling that he
could not quite place.

Ephram shyly looked up to find Bright's eyes on his face and their gazes met.

They stayed like that for several minutes each staring at the other as if seeing each other for
the first time.

Another minute went by, then, with a sharp intake of breath, Bright slowly leaned in and
lightly brushed his lips against Ephram's in a chaste kiss.

Leaning back, Bright became petrified at the stunned on Ephram's face. Fear began to pool in
the pit of Bright's stomach and he begun to back away.

Seeing the alarm on Bright's face, Ephram shook off the quilt that was wrapped around him
and grasped Bright's face between his hands as he drew him towards him again for another
kiss.

Bright sighed against Ephram's lips half in relief and half in pleasure as he deepened the kiss
and ran his fingers through Ephram's dark hair.

Ephram opened his mouth slightly and allowed Bright's tongue entrance.

Their tongues met each other lightly and begun to slowly battle for control.

After what seemed like an eternity, but must have been only a few minutes, Bright pulled
back, his eyes locking on Ephram's.

"I-I," he begun to say, but was unable to finish his statement, instead he drew back from the
figure on his bed and walked over to the nightstand where he hesitantly begun to take off his
watch and shoes.

"We better go to bed," he said, a slight tremor in his voice. "Will your dad worry if you are not
at home tomorrow morning?"

Ephram snickered. "I'll be surprised if he even notices. What about your parents?"

"I'll just tell them you wanted to spend the night and I forgot to ask, it's Amy that will be the
problem, but I'll deal with her later," Bright said, still not meeting Ephram's eyes.

Pulling off his pants he crawled into the left side of his bed and looked over at Ephram who
still sat at the end, looking both scared and confused.

Silently berating himself for hurting Ephram's feelings, Bright sought for words to ease the
uncomfortable silence, but there were none.

"The floor is too cold, you can sleep up here if you like," he quietly offered, moving over to
accentuate his point, and hoping that he would not be refused.

Ephram looked at him for a minute, then without saying a word he walked over to the side of
the bed and like Bright stripped down to his t-shirt and boxers.

Ephram slowly slid into the bed, trying his best to stay near the edge and as far from physical
contact as possible.

Seeing the tense demeanor of Ephram's posture, Bright leaned in and put his arm around the
other boy's waist and drew them together, silently apologizing for causing Ephram distress.

Then in a motion that surprised both of them further, he leaned down and kissed Ephram's
forehead before laying his head on his pillow and closing his eyes.

Leaving a shocked Ephram alone with his thoughts.

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