The door opened, and the second their eyes met, time stopped.
It felt like he had never seen Travis before, before tonight, before all the things happened lately, but instead, like it was the first time in a very long time.
His chest ached in such a new and deep way that he knew that he missed him.
He missed Travis so much. So, so much.
Travis moved, closing the distance between them and holding his face between his large hands, and then he pressed their lips together.
Soft. Solid. Grounding.
He had never been kissed before, but he knew that this was a kiss that defined existence, that shook lives, and it was everything.
He automatically opened his lips to him, like he knew, like he had done this before, letting his body move, his brain to shut up and just be.
Be with Travis, be in the moment, and be in the kiss.
His lips were soft but firm, his tongue sweeping inside his mouth, making him moan, fingers tightening on the jacket, and his body pressing forward.
