hey everyone i know ive been gone, life's been life-ing recently, BUT im back only for a little but so be patient its been a while, i dont have any smut in me right now so heres some good old fluff, enjoy! ill get to the smut sooner or later, don't worry i wonr dissapoin i already have one in the works.
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting an ethereal glow over the sky as it slowly faded into twilight. The air was cool and crisp, a welcome respite from the sweltering heat of the day. For Demetri, this moment always brought with it a sense of peace and serenity. He found himself drawn to the garden, a place where he could escape the chaos of his life and find solace amidst the lush greenery and vibrant flowers.
Tonight, however, something felt different. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but there was an energy in the air, a tension that had been building up inside him all day. He wondered if it was because of his conversation with his father earlier that morning, or if it was something else entirely.
As he wandered through the garden, his eyes darting from one beautiful plant to another, he couldn't help but notice the figure standing in the shadows. It was Eli, and for a moment, their eyes met. There was a spark in those green orbs, a fire that Demetri had never seen before. It made his heart race and his palms sweat.
"Demetri," Eli said softly, his voice barely audible over the soft rustling of the leaves. "I've been meaning to talk to you."
Demetri's throat felt dry as he swallowed. "About what?" he managed to croak out.Eli took a step closer, their bodies almost close enough to touch. "I just want to say... I'm sorry for everything that's happened between us. I shouldn't have acted the way I did, and I understand if you don't want to be friends with me anymore."
The apology caught Demetri off guard. He wasn't expecting this at all. "It's okay," he said finally, his voice still shaky. "I forgive you, Eli."
The other boy's features softened at his words. "Thank you, Demetri. That means a lot to me." There was a long pause as they stood there, the air between them charged with an almost palpable tension. Then, slowly and deliberately, Eli lifted his hand and reached out to brush a stray lock of hair from Demetri's forehead. The touch was gentle, almost tentative, but it sent shivers down Demetri's spine.
"I care about you, you know," Eli confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "More than I should."
Demetri's heart hammered in his chest as he met Eli's gaze. He could see the sincerity in those green eyes, and it took everything in him not to reach out and touch the other boy's face. "I care about you too," he managed to say, his voice hardly more than a whisper.
Eli's smile was slow and steady, like the sun peeking out from behind a cloud. "I'm glad to hear that," he said, moving even closer now. Their bodies were almost touching, their breaths mingling in the air between them.
The air seemed to crackle with electricity, and for a moment, Demetri thought he could feel Eli's heart racing against his own. He wanted nothing more than to close the distance between them, to feel the warmth of the other boy's skin against his own. But they were still in the garden, anyone could come along and find them like this. He swallowed hard, trying to calm the butterflies in his stomach.
"Demetri," Eli breathed, tilting his head slightly so their faces were only inches apart. "Can I ask you something?"His heart pounding wildly, Demetri nodded, unable to speak.
"Do you ever... think about what it would be like if we were more than friends?" Eli asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "I mean, I know we've never really talked about it, but I can't help but wonder... what it would be like if we..." He trailed off, leaving the question hanging in the air between them.
Demetri's heart raced as he looked into Eli's eyes. He knew exactly what the other boy was asking. He'd had similar thoughts himself, late at night when he lay awake in bed, the images swirling through his mind like a whirlpool. He wanted to tell Eli the truth, but fear held him back. What if his father found out? What would happen then?
"I..." he began, but before he could finish, Eli leaned in even closer, their lips mere inches apart. His breath fanned across Demetri's face, sending shivers down his spine. "I want to know," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "I want to know what it would be like... if we gave into this feeling between us." Demetri closed his eyes, feeling the heat of Eli's breath on his skin. He could feel the other boy's heart racing just as wildly as his own. He wanted nothing more than to give into the desire that was building inside him, to press their lips together and see where it might lead. But he couldn't. Not yet.
"Eli," he said, his voice barely more than a whisper, "I... I want that too. More than anything. But we can't." He opened his eyes, meeting the other boy's gaze. "Not now. Not here."
Eli's eyes widened with understanding, and he took a step back, releasing Demetri from the almost unbearable tension that had been building between them. "I'm sorry," he said, sounding genuinely regretful. "I shouldn't have brought it up."
Demetri reached out and took one of Eli's hands in his own. "No, it's not that. I just... I can't do this right now. I need time."The other boy nodded, his expression understanding. "I get it. And I'm here for you, no matter what. We'll figure this out together, okay?"
Demetri squeezed Eli's hand, feeling a rush of gratitude for the other boy's support. "Thanks, Eli. You're the only one I can really trust."They stood there in silence for a moment, their hands still clasped together. Despite the uncertainty of their situation, Demetri felt a sense of calm wash over him. There was an undeniable connection between them, and he knew that no matter what happened, they would always have each other.
As they continued to gaze at one another, something shifted in the air, a subtle tension that made their hearts race and their skin tingle. Eli leaned in closer again, his lips barely grazing Demetri's earlobe as he whispered, "We will find a way, Demetri. I promise."
The promise in his voice sent shivers down Demetri's spine, and he could feel the desire building inside him once more. He wanted nothing more than to kiss Eli, to explore the feelings that they both clearly shared. But they couldn't. Not yet. They had to be careful.
"Thank you," Demetri breathed, his voice little more than a whisper. "For everything."Eli smiled, a sad yet hopeful expression that made Demetri's heart ache. "Anything for you, my friend." With one last squeeze of his hand, he let go and took a step back, his gaze never leaving Demetri's face. "I'll see you inside."
Demetri nodded, unable to speak past the lump in his throat. He watched as Eli turned and walked away, his steps sure and steady despite the obvious turmoil within him. Demetri knew that their conversation hadn't solved anything, but it had brought them closer. And for now, that was enough.
