Bed Sheets
Eric Valence, an aspiring writer who is given the opportunity of working under the well-known Draven H. Malcom, an icon within his country. However, being editor for the new author turns out not to be so easy; it may have something to do with showing up late to work on the first day with no shoes. As their partnership begins to unravel, and people notice the special treatment Eric gains, a few are obviously jealous. Eric Valence is determined to prove his potential amongst his workers, but he never thought that a pair of bed sheets would be the thing changing his entire life.
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Eric started at his face distorted with hurt, and tightened his lips close. His decision was meant to save each other, since at the moment, he believed that he was toxic, and would only break Draven, not lift him.
Draven noticed that Eric had paused, and continued, "We can move somewhere together."
Eric bit his bottom lip, "I need to become the person I want to be Draven—"
"That can't be done with me?" Draven screeched.
"No, because I'll just be in your shadow, and that doesn't solve anything," Eric breathed rapidly. When he noticed the conversation slowly becoming intense, he reached for Draven's jaw, "Listen to me, I'm doing this for us."
"No, you're doing this for you."
"Is that so bad?"
"It's not, but I thought after all this time, I'd at least have meant something to you," he sighed.
Eric furrowed his brows, "You do." He did not seem convinced, but Eric added, "Draven I love you." Draven simply shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut, but Eric tightened his grip on his jaw, "Listen to me, I love you."
"Stop saying that—"
"I love you," he breathed.
"No you don't."
"I love you so much."
Eventually, Draven opened his eyes, and when he observed the honesty behind Eric's features, his eyes lowered to Eric's lips, back to his eyes, and then all of a sudden, he crashed his lips on Eric's.
JElric · Teenager
