The Front Door

The sound of the knock traveled around the house. Lewin's ears twitched and a smiled crawled on his face. He was nervous that he was too under-dressed. He didn't have a lot of fancy clothing for this sort of occasion, but he did try his best. His clothing tonight was quite simple. He had on a pair of black dress pants, a white button-down shirt tucked in and a black tie. His hair was still a bit wild however, more tamed than usual. It was difficult to manage his hair and still be able to look like himself. In the end, he decided that this was the best outcome. Nonchalantly, he walked down the hallway, slipping on his shoes and picking up his gift. It was a single white rosebud to symbolize a heart new to love. While walking, he tried to loosen his tie a bit. He never wore a tie so it was quite uncomfortable. Before he opened the door, he gulped saying a few prayers. Interestingly enough, he said one to God and another to Buddha feeling that if he said two prayers, it'll double the luck of tonight. He let out a sigh and finally opening the door. Slowly he opened the door to see Angelo standing there with a bouquet of roses. He stared at him in awe and slightly blushing. He looked away a bit ashamed that he didn't have a present as amazing as his to give and at how handsome he looked. He laughed a bit nervously while holding up his rosebud to him.

"You look wonderful." He said softly.

Angelo blushed more, smiling shyly and handing him the flowers. He took the rosebud in thanks and put it on his jacket with a safety pin he randomly had in his pocket. The cloth of his shirt rubbed the sore spot on his wrist. Thankfully, the spot wasn't bleeding and a scab was forming quickly, much to Angelo's relief. He smiled softly, kissing Lewin's cheek gently, his lips barely touching the other boy's skin. He then pressed his lips gently to Lewin's forehead. Angelo admired his outfit. He looked very nice in a casual way. He took Lewin's hand and laid a gentle kiss on the back of it. "As do you, amore." he said softly, smiling lovingly at him. Angelo couldn't deny that he looked even more attractive in his current attire than in his regular clothes. He blushed a little, trying not to let any dirty thoughts into his mind, though it wasn't working. He coughed softly, smiling at Lewin and taking a hold of his free hand. "Where would you like to go, Lewin, my dear?" he asked, gently lacing his fingers through Lewin's.

He took the flowers and placed it in a near-by vase. He stared at them for a second, smiling softly before he looked back at Angelo. He held Angelo's hands firmly but with a bit of gentleness. He drew closer to Angelo, kissing the side of his face before pulling away. Just as he did, he realized a little spot on one of Angelo's wrists. He blinked a bit before gently holding his wrist up.

"What happened here?" He asked him curiously. He frowned a bit to see that Angelo got hurt somehow. He didn't remember seeing it the last time he saw him. He suddenly grew a bit concern. Slowly, he pulled Angelo's hair behind his ear. "Does it hurt or anything?" Gently, he pressed his lips on the back of his hand before rubbing it against his cheek. He looked up at Angelo and sighed for a second.

"I was thinking of going to the beach, but perhaps we should stay here for awhile to get your wrist treated."

His faced turned a little red starting to regret what he said a bit. He had a bad feeling about bringing Angelo inside. Because a home is private, and he was afraid that perhaps something sinful would happened. He rubbed his head and shook the thought away. It wasn't likely, he thought. He's just simply bringing Angelo in to treat it. He knew that he could trust Angelo. Whether he trusted himself was a different story.

Angelo looked at his wrist as Lewin held it up. He tensed internally and winced internally. The scab must have been peeled off somehow. He shrugged, pretending not to know what had happened. It never showed on the outside, but deep on the inside, where no one could see, he knew that he had gotten that from cutting his wrist. It was only because he was nervous that he did it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have. He shook his head; it wasn't a lie, it didn't hurt. It hadn't hurt since the third time he had done it. Well, if he didn't count when he cut himself with the glass from the wine bottle before. He didn't consider that though, because he was drunk at the time. He noticed Lewin's red face and blushed too. Either they were thinking the same thing or Angelo was just crazy. He followed Lewin inside, smiling at him. He placed a gentle, innocent kiss on Lewin's lips. He hummed softly, resting his head on Lewin's shoulder. "Whatever you wish to do, dear, if fine with me..." he said softly, pressing his cheekbone against's Lewin's shoulder. It was nice to be near someone who was so warm. He blushed, thinking of the slightly wrong interpretations of that thought. He snapped out of it. He wanted to prove to Lewin that he could trust him. He wasn't sure why Lewin was blushing, but he shrugged.

He gulped a bit feeling a bit uncomfortable. He tried to cool himself down a bit, but the only thing that calmed him down was music. At the moment, he suddenly thought of an idea that would help him calm down and still have a good time. He looked at Angelo and cupped his hands gently around his face, and kissing him back innocently. He pulled away and looked at Angelo with a bright smile on his face. He was convinced that this was probably going to be better than their trip to the beach. He laughed a bit to himself feeling a bit lame and geeky inside however, he felt excited.

"How about we go to the living room." He brushed Angelo's hair and slowly let go. He went towards the living room and gestured him to follow.

"I have a surprise for you."

(Notes: I'll post in the living room, so you don't have to post after this if you don't want to ^^)