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Landon dropped casual touches easily, and I hadn’t been touched, other than a handshake, for three years. Landon’s shoulder squeezes and knee brushes burned me like a brand. They were moments where, for a single second, I wasn’t alone in the world. I existed. I was a person, and another person’s warmth reached me.
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How do fathers and sons speak gently without words? I ran my hand over the clean counter.
He was the easiest person to be around that I’d ever met. He’d burrowed into my life and set himself up like he had always been a part of my world. We were a puzzle made of two pieces, and when we fit together, all the sharp edges of life seemed squared off, blunted.
“You’re classically handsome. You have the face that all men want,” I said, grinning at him. “But there’s so much more to you. Your looks would be empty on anyone else. It’s who you are that fills everything in.”
“I can see your dedication in the lines of your face. Your work ethic in the cut of your jaw. I know you love life when I see you smile, and even when you’re not smiling, the laugh lines show you’d rather be. I know you’re a father when I look into your eyes, and I know you’re a good one when I see those eyes are kind. When you’re you, you light up, and all these different parts of you combine, and everything that you are bursts free. You’re like color exploding in a black-and-white world.”
“You didn’t. I’ve never— No one has ever—” He tipped his head, stared at me. “That was the most beautiful way I’ve heard anyone described. But you can’t be describing me. You can’t be.”
“I’m head over heels for you, Landon. You came into my life and flipped my world upside down. Everything has meaning again. I can’t get you out of my head. Your smile and your laugh have become my sun and my moon. You brought color into my world.” “Luke—” “So yes, I kissed you, but it’s not out of the blue for me. It just took a while for my head to catch up to my heart. I have never had a problem with guys who love each other, so why would I have an issue with myself when I realized I’d fallen for a guy? It’s fine for you to like guys, but not me? That’s bullshit. I didn’t know I could feel
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“What if you don’t like what you find?” “Impossible. I already know I’m going to find you. You’re a part of me somehow. I can feel it.”
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“You are the gradations of undiscovered colors in my soul. You are the inhale before my blank canvas, the moment before my pencil touches the page. You are the manifestation of my dreams. You are my intensity.”
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Perfection. Passion. He consumed me, and I tried to consume him in turn. We kissed like our souls were burning.
“I am so attracted to you,” Landon breathed. His eyes burned into mine. “You drive me wild, Luke.”
The taste of him after eighteen hours apart was like lightning striking my brain. He moaned against my lips. Whispered, “Luke,” and “You have no idea what you do to me.”
“Where did you come from?” His words were whisper soft. “How did you find me?”
We’d bridged a divide that separated two human beings. I was connected to him on an atomic level, like his kisses were sinking into my skin and merging with my DNA. Like my touch went deeper than a caress, like my fingers were dipping into the waters of his soul.
“I think,” he began, “you’re the man I was dreaming about.” Another kiss, folded into my hand. “You’re the man I dreamed about all those years ago when I was struggling to find myself. You’re him. You’re the man I’ve been searching for my whole life.”
My shirt, my skin, absorbed his tears. My body would always collect and cradle his tears. My arms would shelter him forever.
I wanted to tear myself to shreds, split myself down to elements and atoms so I could prove to Emmet that he was a part of me, that he always would be, that I loved him from the moment I heard his heartbeat.
