Epilogue!
Steve handed his tickets to the lady behind the counter, smiling sweetly. His Uncle had given him another set of tickets to 'TSO' for graduation. He held tightly to his boyfriends hands, pulling him through the thick crowd of people.
They found their seats and quickly took them, pulling their hands back. "I can't believe your Uncle bought you such awesome tickets!"
Steve smiled. "You say that every time we come to these things."
The two had gone to three concerts together, including this one. The first was January of last year, then again on Steve's birthday, and now Steve enjoyed this one as a high school graduate. He leaned down and pressed his lips to the dark hair of his boyfriend.
"Well it never ceases to amaze me." The concert began and they stopped talking and begin cheering.
It ends all too soon, but Steve doesn't mind because his Uncle was nice enough to pay for a hotel room for him and his boyfriend to stay in before returning home tomorrow. He wrapped his arm around said male's waist and they walked to his car. Steve let him go at the passenger side and walked to the driver's side.
Driving in silence, they reached the hotel in no time flat. Uncle Phil had spared no expense. Steve smiled to himself getting out of the car and walking to the passenger side. He opened the door and helped his boyfriend out, causing the darker haired male to blush.
They walked into the lobby, quickly getting their room key and what not. The receptionist handed Steve an envelope along with his key, telling him that it was from whoever made the reservations. Steve smiled and walked with his boyfriend to the elevator.
"What does it say?!" Steve smiled at the shorter teen, tearing the envelope open.
Dear Steven,
First off, congrats on graduating high school! There's one part of your life that's in the past. You're getting so old (which means so am I)! I hope you enjoyed the concert and you'll find the suite to your liking I presume.
So, that's only part of the reason I'm writing you this. So on to the second part.
I know.
I've always known, Steve. You thought you were sneaky, but I was never as oblivious as you seemed to think. I've seen the looks you to give each other, more than I'd have cared to.
So anyway Steven, you're old enough to make your own decision now, that's why I don't mind paying for your hotel room. I'll see you when you get home.
Love, Uncle Phil
Steve smiled and put the note back in its envelope just as the elevator door slid open. Steve intertwined his fingers with the male beside him, pulling him down the hallway and to their room. He allowed the shorter teen to pull him in and shut the door.
The suite was probably the nicest thing Steve had ever been in. He couldn't help but smile when he saw the single, king sized bed. The view was pretty nice too, but the blond knew he wouldn't be paying much attention to that in a few seconds.
As if on cue, his boyfriend led him to the bed, forcing him to sit down. The darker haired teen smirked as he straddled Steve.
"So Mr. High school graduate," He grabbed Steve's collar. "What do you want to do now?"
"Oh, I don't know, what about you?" Steve asked, barely paying attention.
"Well I had a few things in mind."
Steve smiled, claiming the other teen's lips as his own. He slid his tongue in, moving it skillfully and receiving small moans in return. Steve pulled away, leaving the other teen breathless.
"Holy shit it's been awhile," he exclaimed breathlessly. Steve smirked.
"So those things you had in mind, what were they?"
"Oh you know." He pushed Steve onto his back, leaning in close to him. "The usual... I packed handcuffs."
Steve smiled, pushing himself up to meet his boyfriend's lips. "I like the way you think."