Billy & Teddy | End of year party
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ax_mainThe guys ring out the school year in a much better place than they way they started it.
When the beat faded from the fast-paced rhythm into something a little slower, Billy grinned and wrapped an arm around Teddy’s neck, moving to set his drink to the table behind him which was not there. Oops. Oh well.
“You should dance with me.” Billy tried in his best persuasive tone, which he’s pretty sure sounded a lot more like a whine. He gave Teddy’s cheek a light kiss, then tried to pull the other one towards the dance floor. “It’s slow. My uncoordinated self can actually do slow. Awkward prom style even.”
There was a marked contrast, Teddy reflected, between the way the year had begun and the year it was ending. And both were framed by Billy asking him to dance. Only now that bolt of terror was nowhere to be found, replaced with a giddy sense of freedom. Let people look; here it would be with fondness, because they were friends, or maybe with a little bit of envy, because Billy was awesome and Teddy was the one who got to be with him. So he really didn't need any persuading at all. Not this time.
"I owe you a dance, don't I?" Teddy asked, brushing his nose against Billy's, a smile blossoming on his face.
It was hard not to melt when that bright smile was that close to him and Teddy was being so sweet. His body felt light from the amount he’d drank and he wound his arms around Teddy’s neck and pressed in close, grinning that now he didn’t have to go on his tippy tip toes anymore to be eye to eye. “Well, technically you paid me back at Shinobi’s party, but I’m greedy so yeah, you super owe me.”
He gave an over exaggerated wink.
"Oh really?" Teddy feigned innocence right back, slipping his arms around Billy's waist. "I must have forgotten about that one. Oh shucks."
Billy grinned and pushed up to press a kiss to the corner of Teddy’s mouth, letting his fingers run over the very short hairs at the nape of the other’s neck. “Yeah, I know dancing with me is really killing you. Thanks for sacrificing.”
"It's true," Teddy sighed, his heart leaping and feeling light and fizzy for the first time in what felt like forever. He tugged Billy in closer, not caring about any stares they might be getting from elsewhere. "This is terrible. You can feel my revulsion, I'm sure."
There was nothing better than being close to Teddy, so close he could smell the very light hint of the soap Teddy used for body wash. Clean, almost woodsy and it was making Billy’s head swim with happiness as he brushed his nose across Teddy’s cheek. “Deal with it. I like this song and I want to dance with my boyfriend to it.”
This moment should last forever. He wouldn’t make it. Things were wonderful because they didn’t last, but God he wanted this to last a very long time. He hummed softly, his eyes feeling a little heavy. “You’re the best thing in my life.”
Teddy couldn't help the soft laugh, and he shook his head. "Exactly how bombed are you right now?" He teased gently, brushing his lips against Billy's ear.
He couldn't stop the shudder that ran through him at the warm air and vibration of Teddy’s voice against his ear. “Not so bombed that I’m going to pass out as soon as we get back to our room.”
He pulled back enough to show Teddy as he waggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Teddy cracked up, shaking his head at Billy and feeling warm all through at the same time. "Hold that thought, at least until the end of the dance. I'm enjoying tonight. It feels almost... normal. God forbid."
The idea of Teddy feeling normal flooded Billy with such and intense feeling of good that he had to lean in to kiss those perfect lips. He let his tongue slide across Teddy’s bottom lip before pulling away with a happy laugh of his own. “Feeling normal has never been something I’m good at, but I’m so glad to hear you say that.”
He leaned in close again so he could rest his forehead against Teddy’s cheek. “You deserve to feel normal, Tee.”
This was everything he wanted and needed, right here. Teddy absolutely refused to think about what the future as going to look like -- not five years from now, not even five weeks when Billy would be back at his parents' house and Teddy was going to be crashing in their room alone. It didn't matter right now, because he had this. "Thank you," he murmured under the music.
Maybe it was because the mood was quiet, but Teddy’s soft thanks made Billy hold his boyfriend tighter. He’d never let go, ever, even when it was time for Teddy to leave he’d find a way to him so they could still share a bed at night and be horrible nerds together. Teddy needed to be protected at all costs and yeah Lil said she was going with him, but still... “Don’t thank me for telling the truth. I haven’t felt normal in my skin since I was born, but since being here and being with you? I’ve never felt more comfortable being who I am.”
He leaned up and pressed a kiss to Teddy’s ear gently. “Thank you for being you, Tee.”
Whoever that was -- except Teddy had his feet under him right now, and he was feeling a lot more like he belonged in his skin than he had been in the past month and a half. He tightened his arms around Billy for a second, careful not to squish too hard.
"It's still strange to hear you say that, even though I know- when we first met all I could see was how confident you were. With being out, at least. You seemed so fearless, at least compared to me." He nuzzled Billy back. "That and those tight jeans Yana made you wear. I'm a big fan of those."
Billy grinned, not ever willing to admit how much he had whined and bitched at Yana for picking those pants out for him. The Tommy pants weren’t him, he liked his dudes to breathe okay? But if Teddy liked them he would deal with it for a few hours. He hummed slightly at the nuzzle back, any part of his skin touching Teddy’s made his brain want to just relax. Okay, maybe he was a little more drunk than he thought.
“Being outed in junior high kind of loses almost all its negative effects by the time you get to high school.” He murmured softly, laying his head down on Teddy’s shoulder with his face turned in towards the other’s. “You know the jokes and the names, after a while you learn how to tune it out. I wasn’t confident, just was too tired to play the game.”
Fractured and fragmented memories of pain and desperate loneliness swamped Teddy and he almost gasped with it. Those were cut through by a rush of protective anger - he'd gladly go back and curbstomp every one of the bullies who'd tormented Billy. Only the weight of Billy's head on his shoulder, the warmth between their bodies, kept him grounded in the here-and-now.
"I hadn't made it that far. Not then. I wish we'd gone to the same school before," Teddy said wistfully. "Maybe things would have been different. For both of us."
Billy thought about that, Teddy being at his old school, beautiful, athletic and funny. He would have been swallowed up by the popular crowd in a matter of seconds and Teddy had admitted his old self craved acceptance. Billy would remain the nerdy gay loser while Teddy probably would have continued to try and please the masses. He shook his head, his arms moving down so he could slide them into the back pockets of Teddy’s jeans, lifting his head to smile softly at the boy he loved. “No, I like the Teddy and Billy we are now. I don’t need what-ifs.”
He didn't, but maybe Teddy did... But it wasn't like Billy'd had it easier. In many ways, he'd had things worse. And despite everything -- all the crap he'd dealt with, from bullies making his life hell to his own brain trying to kill him -- Billy'd come out of it stronger and shining just as brilliantly bright. Teddy wasn't the slightest bit tipsy, couldn't blame the rush of feeling on drinking, but he was all lightheaded just the same.
It was late enough and dark enough that the stars filled the sky overhead, the laughter and voices of their classmates receding into the background. Teddy's heart thudded against his chest wall, jarring loose a tidal wave that swamped him, drowned him. "I love you," he murmured against Billy's ear. "So much."
Billy’s eyes widened, his head not so fogged up that he couldn’t process what had been said and he pulled back slowly to look up at Teddy in shock. It wasn’t that he didn’t know that Teddy cared for him, like a shit ton, but the words he had just kind of resigned to hear like when they were thirty or something? Not right now, when Billy was almost drunk and still fifteen. “Jesus, Tee....”
He didn’t even give Teddy time to respond before to pushed up and pressed his lips firmly against Teddy’s, not wanting to cry like an idiot but it was starting to look like a real threat.
Teddy hadn't realized he was terrified until Billy surged up and kissed him, that same terror bleeding away into nothingness. Of course Billy would be happy, he'd said it first, had been waiting for Teddy to catch up for months. But there'd been that chance, however slim, however ridiculous -- that he'd laugh, or say Teddy was too late, that things had changed too much since December, or something else that would mean he'd taken too much of a risk. That he'd have wrecked this perfect, glowing thing they were building between them.
Except that hadn't happened. None of it. Teddy's jangling nerves caught on fire instead, his whole world narrowed to the boy in his arms, the mouth on his. "I'm sorry I took so long," he murmured against Billy's lips when he came up for air again. "I should have said it months ago."
Billy quickly shook his head, then gave Teddy another quick hard kiss just for good measure. “Don’t. Don’t be sorry for that.” He let himself down off his tiptoes so he could look up at Teddy as seriously as his intoxicated brain would let him. “I’m so glad you waited, because now I know you mean it. Don’t be sorry for that.”
Teddy slipped one hand into Billy's hair, cupping his jaw and brushing the pad of his thumb across Billy's lips. "You're one of the only things in my life that makes sense right now," he confessed. "But this isn't because of that. Not only because of that."
Billy let himself lean into Teddy’s touch as he closed his eyes, the feel of his hand against Billy’s cheek making him feel so loved and treasured. “I believe you, Tee. That’s why we are a perfect set. You’re one of the most solid and dependable people I have in my weird messed up life and I know I can always trust you to be there when I need you.”
He opened his eyes, a slow adoring smile coming on his face as he looked up at the guy who had his entire heart. Man, he was gone. “Just like I’ll always be there to catch you when you need me to. In missions or in life.”
Teddy could practically see the hearts beating in Billy's eyes, and honest to God, he didn't care. Not that they were on the dance floor surrounded by their classmates, not that they were way too young to be making any kinds of promises, especially when both their futures -- their selves were so utterly messed up. Because Billy loved him, and he was looking at Teddy like Teddy was the only thing that mattered in the world, and Teddy's heart was so full that he felt like he was going to burst from all the feeling pouring out of it.
"I know," he replied, his hand still cupping Billy's face, Billy's skin so warm beneath his hand. "I know you will. And I'll be the same. Always."
“Oh geeze...” He loved this guy. He loved Teddy and wanted to be with him for forever. Billy let out a small low whine, pulling his arms away from Teddy’s neck so he could take the other’s hands from his face and try to pull him back towards the school. He needed to get Teddy somewhere alone or the entire school was going to see him try to jump his boyfriend. “Please tell me you are ready to leave. I need to kiss you, like right now.”
“I don’t have anywhere else to be,” Teddy replied without having to think it over. And even if he did – everything else could wait. School was over, Billy was going to be going back to the city, Teddy was going to have to come to terms with his summer plans… and curling up in Billy’s arms at night wasn’t going to be a possibility without a lot of sneaking around. “How fast is ‘right now’? Walking, flying or teleporting?” he asked, grinning.
He could picture their room, their bed still messed up from where he’d told Teddy he’d make it later, Teddy’s books still spilled all over his desk and the walls covered with equal amounts fantasy and sci fi posters. He smiled and pulled Teddy close. “Fly with me?”
Teddy glanced behind him to make sure no-one was standing too close, and he unfurled his wings. They spread out behind him, broad and green, and he folded them in quickly so as not to trip the couple next to them. "Any time."
Billy grinned, not even having to close his eyes anymore as his body started to glow and he rose into the air a few feet, still holding onto Teddy’s hand. “Want a boost so you don’t hit anyone with those awesome wings?”
Without Teddy answering, he made his boyfriend flow as well so Teddy lifted up to eye level with him and out of others’ way.
The magic tingled, dancing across his skin, and Teddy let it take him up into the sky. Billy rose up with him, that same blue glow surrounding him, and Teddy flashed back to that first flying practice with Tamara, the longing that had pulsed in his blood -- and how much had happened just since then.
Billy was still pure magic. In every sense of the word.
Teddy reached for Billy's hand once they were clear of the crowd, beating his wings to pull them both higher.
Billy felt his stomach swoop when Teddy pushed them higher at a faster speed and God if it wasn’t cool to watch those wings work. He kept his spell on him, but let Teddy go so he could fly at his own speed and he held on tight to the hand in his. Once they were a good thirty feet up he laughed and moved as close as he dared to Teddy while those wings were flapping. “Never thought I’d have a flying date. I don’t know why I didn’t even when we started dating and you started using those wings more and more.”
He reached out and dared to give Teddy a kiss in air. It was the most thrilling thing. “To the room?”
"One day I want to try making out while flying," Teddy laughed, the wind in his hair, his skin tingling from Billy's magic and his lips on fire from Billy's kiss. "But not here, and definitely not with an audience. Take us home, Bee."
When the beat faded from the fast-paced rhythm into something a little slower, Billy grinned and wrapped an arm around Teddy’s neck, moving to set his drink to the table behind him which was not there. Oops. Oh well.
“You should dance with me.” Billy tried in his best persuasive tone, which he’s pretty sure sounded a lot more like a whine. He gave Teddy’s cheek a light kiss, then tried to pull the other one towards the dance floor. “It’s slow. My uncoordinated self can actually do slow. Awkward prom style even.”
There was a marked contrast, Teddy reflected, between the way the year had begun and the year it was ending. And both were framed by Billy asking him to dance. Only now that bolt of terror was nowhere to be found, replaced with a giddy sense of freedom. Let people look; here it would be with fondness, because they were friends, or maybe with a little bit of envy, because Billy was awesome and Teddy was the one who got to be with him. So he really didn't need any persuading at all. Not this time.
"I owe you a dance, don't I?" Teddy asked, brushing his nose against Billy's, a smile blossoming on his face.
It was hard not to melt when that bright smile was that close to him and Teddy was being so sweet. His body felt light from the amount he’d drank and he wound his arms around Teddy’s neck and pressed in close, grinning that now he didn’t have to go on his tippy tip toes anymore to be eye to eye. “Well, technically you paid me back at Shinobi’s party, but I’m greedy so yeah, you super owe me.”
He gave an over exaggerated wink.
"Oh really?" Teddy feigned innocence right back, slipping his arms around Billy's waist. "I must have forgotten about that one. Oh shucks."
Billy grinned and pushed up to press a kiss to the corner of Teddy’s mouth, letting his fingers run over the very short hairs at the nape of the other’s neck. “Yeah, I know dancing with me is really killing you. Thanks for sacrificing.”
"It's true," Teddy sighed, his heart leaping and feeling light and fizzy for the first time in what felt like forever. He tugged Billy in closer, not caring about any stares they might be getting from elsewhere. "This is terrible. You can feel my revulsion, I'm sure."
There was nothing better than being close to Teddy, so close he could smell the very light hint of the soap Teddy used for body wash. Clean, almost woodsy and it was making Billy’s head swim with happiness as he brushed his nose across Teddy’s cheek. “Deal with it. I like this song and I want to dance with my boyfriend to it.”
This moment should last forever. He wouldn’t make it. Things were wonderful because they didn’t last, but God he wanted this to last a very long time. He hummed softly, his eyes feeling a little heavy. “You’re the best thing in my life.”
Teddy couldn't help the soft laugh, and he shook his head. "Exactly how bombed are you right now?" He teased gently, brushing his lips against Billy's ear.
He couldn't stop the shudder that ran through him at the warm air and vibration of Teddy’s voice against his ear. “Not so bombed that I’m going to pass out as soon as we get back to our room.”
He pulled back enough to show Teddy as he waggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Teddy cracked up, shaking his head at Billy and feeling warm all through at the same time. "Hold that thought, at least until the end of the dance. I'm enjoying tonight. It feels almost... normal. God forbid."
The idea of Teddy feeling normal flooded Billy with such and intense feeling of good that he had to lean in to kiss those perfect lips. He let his tongue slide across Teddy’s bottom lip before pulling away with a happy laugh of his own. “Feeling normal has never been something I’m good at, but I’m so glad to hear you say that.”
He leaned in close again so he could rest his forehead against Teddy’s cheek. “You deserve to feel normal, Tee.”
This was everything he wanted and needed, right here. Teddy absolutely refused to think about what the future as going to look like -- not five years from now, not even five weeks when Billy would be back at his parents' house and Teddy was going to be crashing in their room alone. It didn't matter right now, because he had this. "Thank you," he murmured under the music.
Maybe it was because the mood was quiet, but Teddy’s soft thanks made Billy hold his boyfriend tighter. He’d never let go, ever, even when it was time for Teddy to leave he’d find a way to him so they could still share a bed at night and be horrible nerds together. Teddy needed to be protected at all costs and yeah Lil said she was going with him, but still... “Don’t thank me for telling the truth. I haven’t felt normal in my skin since I was born, but since being here and being with you? I’ve never felt more comfortable being who I am.”
He leaned up and pressed a kiss to Teddy’s ear gently. “Thank you for being you, Tee.”
Whoever that was -- except Teddy had his feet under him right now, and he was feeling a lot more like he belonged in his skin than he had been in the past month and a half. He tightened his arms around Billy for a second, careful not to squish too hard.
"It's still strange to hear you say that, even though I know- when we first met all I could see was how confident you were. With being out, at least. You seemed so fearless, at least compared to me." He nuzzled Billy back. "That and those tight jeans Yana made you wear. I'm a big fan of those."
Billy grinned, not ever willing to admit how much he had whined and bitched at Yana for picking those pants out for him. The Tommy pants weren’t him, he liked his dudes to breathe okay? But if Teddy liked them he would deal with it for a few hours. He hummed slightly at the nuzzle back, any part of his skin touching Teddy’s made his brain want to just relax. Okay, maybe he was a little more drunk than he thought.
“Being outed in junior high kind of loses almost all its negative effects by the time you get to high school.” He murmured softly, laying his head down on Teddy’s shoulder with his face turned in towards the other’s. “You know the jokes and the names, after a while you learn how to tune it out. I wasn’t confident, just was too tired to play the game.”
Fractured and fragmented memories of pain and desperate loneliness swamped Teddy and he almost gasped with it. Those were cut through by a rush of protective anger - he'd gladly go back and curbstomp every one of the bullies who'd tormented Billy. Only the weight of Billy's head on his shoulder, the warmth between their bodies, kept him grounded in the here-and-now.
"I hadn't made it that far. Not then. I wish we'd gone to the same school before," Teddy said wistfully. "Maybe things would have been different. For both of us."
Billy thought about that, Teddy being at his old school, beautiful, athletic and funny. He would have been swallowed up by the popular crowd in a matter of seconds and Teddy had admitted his old self craved acceptance. Billy would remain the nerdy gay loser while Teddy probably would have continued to try and please the masses. He shook his head, his arms moving down so he could slide them into the back pockets of Teddy’s jeans, lifting his head to smile softly at the boy he loved. “No, I like the Teddy and Billy we are now. I don’t need what-ifs.”
He didn't, but maybe Teddy did... But it wasn't like Billy'd had it easier. In many ways, he'd had things worse. And despite everything -- all the crap he'd dealt with, from bullies making his life hell to his own brain trying to kill him -- Billy'd come out of it stronger and shining just as brilliantly bright. Teddy wasn't the slightest bit tipsy, couldn't blame the rush of feeling on drinking, but he was all lightheaded just the same.
It was late enough and dark enough that the stars filled the sky overhead, the laughter and voices of their classmates receding into the background. Teddy's heart thudded against his chest wall, jarring loose a tidal wave that swamped him, drowned him. "I love you," he murmured against Billy's ear. "So much."
Billy’s eyes widened, his head not so fogged up that he couldn’t process what had been said and he pulled back slowly to look up at Teddy in shock. It wasn’t that he didn’t know that Teddy cared for him, like a shit ton, but the words he had just kind of resigned to hear like when they were thirty or something? Not right now, when Billy was almost drunk and still fifteen. “Jesus, Tee....”
He didn’t even give Teddy time to respond before to pushed up and pressed his lips firmly against Teddy’s, not wanting to cry like an idiot but it was starting to look like a real threat.
Teddy hadn't realized he was terrified until Billy surged up and kissed him, that same terror bleeding away into nothingness. Of course Billy would be happy, he'd said it first, had been waiting for Teddy to catch up for months. But there'd been that chance, however slim, however ridiculous -- that he'd laugh, or say Teddy was too late, that things had changed too much since December, or something else that would mean he'd taken too much of a risk. That he'd have wrecked this perfect, glowing thing they were building between them.
Except that hadn't happened. None of it. Teddy's jangling nerves caught on fire instead, his whole world narrowed to the boy in his arms, the mouth on his. "I'm sorry I took so long," he murmured against Billy's lips when he came up for air again. "I should have said it months ago."
Billy quickly shook his head, then gave Teddy another quick hard kiss just for good measure. “Don’t. Don’t be sorry for that.” He let himself down off his tiptoes so he could look up at Teddy as seriously as his intoxicated brain would let him. “I’m so glad you waited, because now I know you mean it. Don’t be sorry for that.”
Teddy slipped one hand into Billy's hair, cupping his jaw and brushing the pad of his thumb across Billy's lips. "You're one of the only things in my life that makes sense right now," he confessed. "But this isn't because of that. Not only because of that."
Billy let himself lean into Teddy’s touch as he closed his eyes, the feel of his hand against Billy’s cheek making him feel so loved and treasured. “I believe you, Tee. That’s why we are a perfect set. You’re one of the most solid and dependable people I have in my weird messed up life and I know I can always trust you to be there when I need you.”
He opened his eyes, a slow adoring smile coming on his face as he looked up at the guy who had his entire heart. Man, he was gone. “Just like I’ll always be there to catch you when you need me to. In missions or in life.”
Teddy could practically see the hearts beating in Billy's eyes, and honest to God, he didn't care. Not that they were on the dance floor surrounded by their classmates, not that they were way too young to be making any kinds of promises, especially when both their futures -- their selves were so utterly messed up. Because Billy loved him, and he was looking at Teddy like Teddy was the only thing that mattered in the world, and Teddy's heart was so full that he felt like he was going to burst from all the feeling pouring out of it.
"I know," he replied, his hand still cupping Billy's face, Billy's skin so warm beneath his hand. "I know you will. And I'll be the same. Always."
“Oh geeze...” He loved this guy. He loved Teddy and wanted to be with him for forever. Billy let out a small low whine, pulling his arms away from Teddy’s neck so he could take the other’s hands from his face and try to pull him back towards the school. He needed to get Teddy somewhere alone or the entire school was going to see him try to jump his boyfriend. “Please tell me you are ready to leave. I need to kiss you, like right now.”
“I don’t have anywhere else to be,” Teddy replied without having to think it over. And even if he did – everything else could wait. School was over, Billy was going to be going back to the city, Teddy was going to have to come to terms with his summer plans… and curling up in Billy’s arms at night wasn’t going to be a possibility without a lot of sneaking around. “How fast is ‘right now’? Walking, flying or teleporting?” he asked, grinning.
He could picture their room, their bed still messed up from where he’d told Teddy he’d make it later, Teddy’s books still spilled all over his desk and the walls covered with equal amounts fantasy and sci fi posters. He smiled and pulled Teddy close. “Fly with me?”
Teddy glanced behind him to make sure no-one was standing too close, and he unfurled his wings. They spread out behind him, broad and green, and he folded them in quickly so as not to trip the couple next to them. "Any time."
Billy grinned, not even having to close his eyes anymore as his body started to glow and he rose into the air a few feet, still holding onto Teddy’s hand. “Want a boost so you don’t hit anyone with those awesome wings?”
Without Teddy answering, he made his boyfriend flow as well so Teddy lifted up to eye level with him and out of others’ way.
The magic tingled, dancing across his skin, and Teddy let it take him up into the sky. Billy rose up with him, that same blue glow surrounding him, and Teddy flashed back to that first flying practice with Tamara, the longing that had pulsed in his blood -- and how much had happened just since then.
Billy was still pure magic. In every sense of the word.
Teddy reached for Billy's hand once they were clear of the crowd, beating his wings to pull them both higher.
Billy felt his stomach swoop when Teddy pushed them higher at a faster speed and God if it wasn’t cool to watch those wings work. He kept his spell on him, but let Teddy go so he could fly at his own speed and he held on tight to the hand in his. Once they were a good thirty feet up he laughed and moved as close as he dared to Teddy while those wings were flapping. “Never thought I’d have a flying date. I don’t know why I didn’t even when we started dating and you started using those wings more and more.”
He reached out and dared to give Teddy a kiss in air. It was the most thrilling thing. “To the room?”
"One day I want to try making out while flying," Teddy laughed, the wind in his hair, his skin tingling from Billy's magic and his lips on fire from Billy's kiss. "But not here, and definitely not with an audience. Take us home, Bee."
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Date: 2018-07-13 10:29 am (UTC)