3 Words

3WORDS by anniluzion

What was I to say that day? Twiggy and I had just had a terrible fight over the phone. There was so much stress involved over making the album this time it is almost tearing us apart. I wanted to hold him and to tell him that everything would be ok. He was like my brother and maybe something…more? I threw away the thought as I slammed down the phone. The line was beeping with Twiggy’s disconnection. Fuck it. Some days I fucking loved him to death…literally.
I busied myself trying to push the conversation out of my mind but after a few minutes I heard someone pulling up to me house. I heard a car door slam. Now who the hell could it be? I opened my door to a very pissed off Twiggy. “You fucking yelled at me.” His tone was low and dangerous.
“Well then don’t be an asshole.” I retorted back. He was so beautiful. His leather coat made his dreadlocks stand out. He lowered his head submissively.
“Are you going to let me in or what?” Gods those brown eyes could tear your heart out. I motioned with my hand for him to come in. A sweet smell trailed after him. He always smelled like candy. It was…delicious. “I don’t really like it when you yell at me.”
“Twigs I’m..” I began
“Sorry doesn’t always fucking cut it. I am out there trying to do everything, Brian. Fucking everything and you treat me like this.” His eyes were blazing, the black eyeliner just bringing them out more. “It’s almost like you don’t fucking care about me.”
That hurt. A lot. I reached my hand out and caressed his face softly. “Of course I care about you.” I spoke softly to him.
“You got a funny way of showing it, asshole.” He was still mad. What could I do to show him I still cared? The idea struck after the action oddly enough. I found myself kissing his soft lips. The electricity of touching him numbed me to the fact that his body was stiff with surprise at first. I rested my hand on the back of his neck reassuringly. He finally relaxed into me and opened his mouth. He even tasted sweet. The kiss was long and left us wonderfully breathless.
I wrapped my arms around his thin frame and pulled him into my embrace. His height was perfect allowing me to rest my head on top of his. “I’m sorry about today. You’re my best friend.” He closed his eyes and nuzzled into my chest. “I love you, Twiggy.” The words scared me after I spoke them. They just kind of slipped out. My heart started to pound. Fuck, why did I say that? He didn’t move. Was he as scared as I was? Was he going to shove me away?
“What did you just say to me?” His voice was barely a whisper. Oh fuck what do I say now? He’s not going for it. I am so fucking stupid sometimes. Why did I say that?! What do I say now? There was no getting out of it. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean…”
“Brian, what did you say to me?” I couldn’t tell his mood. He was still nuzzled protectively in my chest at this point.
There was no getting out of it. I sighed softly. “I said I love you.”
I felt Twiggy look up at me and I slowly looked him in the eyes. “Do you mean that?” His dark eyes were searching mine. Was he angry? Scared? Confused?
I gathered up my courage one more time. “Yeah, I do.” I was going to go onto a longer explanation but before I could he reached up and grabbed a handful of my hair and brought my mouth back to his. This kiss was longer and even sweeter. Holy hell he accepted it.
His slender fingers reached up and caressed my face. Black nails gently scratching my skin. He released my mouth for a moment. “I love you too.” His words hit me like a ton of bricks. “Why do you think I don’t like fighting with you?”
I hugged Twiggy close to me. I pushed one chunk of hair behind his ear and nuzzled his face. “Together?”
“Till the world dies.” I promised him.