Title: Unconscious Grace
Author: Liat
Disclaimer: not mine
Also found at:
A/N: Okay, in my opinion, this story is really dragging. So I'm jumping ahead two years.
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Part 11:
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2 years later. A review:
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Last year, Bright had graduated, then started classes at Everwood Community College. He began working part-time for his Dad when Louise got so sick and tired of Harold's bitching that she finally quit.
About 2 weeks ago, Ephram graduated. He had been accepted to a Conservatory, despite what Mr. ________ had told him. This would be Ephram's last summer in Everwood because, in spite of the fact that he had been accepted to a conservatory, he was going to Columbia. So, this would be his last summer in Everwood, his last summer with Bright, before he left. They had never OFFICIALLY come out, but Everwood's a small town and there weren't many places where they could be completely hidden from prying eyes. Then, when in Bright's graduation speech he thanked "Ephram Brown, my best friend" and held his eyes for the entire speech.people speculated. Especially when, a year later, Ephram confirmed it. In HIS speech he announced that, without Bright, he wouldn't be who he was today, that he owed so much to him and his friendship. He then said, "I love you, man." It was meant to sound like a buddy-buddy comment, but the not-so-private smile they shared after did away with that notion.
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2 years later. Present:
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Bright smiled at Ephram, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the elevator.
"It's on the second floor. And it has a really great view of the park. Dad gave me his credit card to go get some furniture. So, you wanna come with?"
Ephram raised his eyebrows as they slipped into the elevator.
"You even have to ask?"
Bright grinned, pulling out a key as the elevator doors slid open and they stepped out. He led Ephram to apartment 2C and opened it up. Ephram stepped in before Bright and looked around. The front door opened into a spacious den with pale yellow walls and floor-to-ceiling windows on the opposite side, overlooking the park. There was a sliding door in the middle that led to a small balcony with wrought-iron fencing. To the left of the den was a small kitchen with Formica counter-tops, a fridge-freezer combo, standard oven, stove, and microwave, and a small four-person table situated in a corner underneath wide windows. A door off of the kitchen led to a tiny laundry-room. To the right of the den were four doors, three on the right and one on the left. The first one was a linen/coat closet. The second was a bathroom with a small stand-up shower in it, along with the toilet and sink. The third door led to a small guest bedroom with white walls and a small clothing closet. The fourth door, the only one on the left side of the hallway, led to the master bedroom. It was very large with blue walls. There was a large, walk-in closet, then another door to the bathroom. The bathroom was huge. It was one big room and the best feature wasn't the mirrored walls or the shower that could easily hold four people or the long counter that contained two sinks. No, it was the huge, sunken bathtub made of the same black marble as the floor. Silver jets and a dial above the faucet were for the Jacuzzi and wide ledges were for numerous bath products and stereos and wineglasses. When Ephram was done staring, gape-mouthed, at the bathtub, he turned to Bright, grinning wickedly,
"Christen it yet?"
Bright shook his head, smiling back,
"I waited for you. But first we go shopping."
"Oh, come one. It would only take a half hour."
Bright shook his head,
"No."
Ephram sighed, shaking his head and approached Bright slowly. Bright frowned, "Come on, Eph. Stop." Ephram grinned,
"I want to do this now. Need to get it out of my system, because that bathtub is taunting me. *Screw Bright.screw Bright.break me in.USE me.*"
Bright stopped, looked chagrined when his back came up against the wall. "Shit." Ephram got closer, pressed his body along Bright's and shot a look at the bathtub.
"I think that might be my favorite part of the apartment."
Bright grinned, unable to help it now, and wrapped his arms around Ephram.
"I think I'm inclined to agree with you."
Ephram looked back at Bright, eyes focused on his mouth.
"Don't you want to break it in, Bright?"
With a defeated sigh, Bright leaned forward and captured Ephram's lips.
Author: Liat
Disclaimer: not mine
Also found at:
A/N: Okay, in my opinion, this story is really dragging. So I'm jumping ahead two years.
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Part 11:
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2 years later. A review:
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Last year, Bright had graduated, then started classes at Everwood Community College. He began working part-time for his Dad when Louise got so sick and tired of Harold's bitching that she finally quit.
About 2 weeks ago, Ephram graduated. He had been accepted to a Conservatory, despite what Mr. ________ had told him. This would be Ephram's last summer in Everwood because, in spite of the fact that he had been accepted to a conservatory, he was going to Columbia. So, this would be his last summer in Everwood, his last summer with Bright, before he left. They had never OFFICIALLY come out, but Everwood's a small town and there weren't many places where they could be completely hidden from prying eyes. Then, when in Bright's graduation speech he thanked "Ephram Brown, my best friend" and held his eyes for the entire speech.people speculated. Especially when, a year later, Ephram confirmed it. In HIS speech he announced that, without Bright, he wouldn't be who he was today, that he owed so much to him and his friendship. He then said, "I love you, man." It was meant to sound like a buddy-buddy comment, but the not-so-private smile they shared after did away with that notion.
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2 years later. Present:
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Bright smiled at Ephram, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the elevator.
"It's on the second floor. And it has a really great view of the park. Dad gave me his credit card to go get some furniture. So, you wanna come with?"
Ephram raised his eyebrows as they slipped into the elevator.
"You even have to ask?"
Bright grinned, pulling out a key as the elevator doors slid open and they stepped out. He led Ephram to apartment 2C and opened it up. Ephram stepped in before Bright and looked around. The front door opened into a spacious den with pale yellow walls and floor-to-ceiling windows on the opposite side, overlooking the park. There was a sliding door in the middle that led to a small balcony with wrought-iron fencing. To the left of the den was a small kitchen with Formica counter-tops, a fridge-freezer combo, standard oven, stove, and microwave, and a small four-person table situated in a corner underneath wide windows. A door off of the kitchen led to a tiny laundry-room. To the right of the den were four doors, three on the right and one on the left. The first one was a linen/coat closet. The second was a bathroom with a small stand-up shower in it, along with the toilet and sink. The third door led to a small guest bedroom with white walls and a small clothing closet. The fourth door, the only one on the left side of the hallway, led to the master bedroom. It was very large with blue walls. There was a large, walk-in closet, then another door to the bathroom. The bathroom was huge. It was one big room and the best feature wasn't the mirrored walls or the shower that could easily hold four people or the long counter that contained two sinks. No, it was the huge, sunken bathtub made of the same black marble as the floor. Silver jets and a dial above the faucet were for the Jacuzzi and wide ledges were for numerous bath products and stereos and wineglasses. When Ephram was done staring, gape-mouthed, at the bathtub, he turned to Bright, grinning wickedly,
"Christen it yet?"
Bright shook his head, smiling back,
"I waited for you. But first we go shopping."
"Oh, come one. It would only take a half hour."
Bright shook his head,
"No."
Ephram sighed, shaking his head and approached Bright slowly. Bright frowned, "Come on, Eph. Stop." Ephram grinned,
"I want to do this now. Need to get it out of my system, because that bathtub is taunting me. *Screw Bright.screw Bright.break me in.USE me.*"
Bright stopped, looked chagrined when his back came up against the wall. "Shit." Ephram got closer, pressed his body along Bright's and shot a look at the bathtub.
"I think that might be my favorite part of the apartment."
Bright grinned, unable to help it now, and wrapped his arms around Ephram.
"I think I'm inclined to agree with you."
Ephram looked back at Bright, eyes focused on his mouth.
"Don't you want to break it in, Bright?"
With a defeated sigh, Bright leaned forward and captured Ephram's lips.