The honesty of that statement struck Billy right at his core. Because he felt exactly the same. Then and now, he loves Goody. And even with his whole body surging forward with lust for Goodnight, that fact overpowers everything else. He kisses him, softer, even as his lower half grinds back against the friction. As his body sings and draws tight with need. And when he looks back at Goodnight, he has all the warmth in the world pouring out through his eyes. "You're perfect. Then and now. In every imperfection, you are perfect."
Billy has better words this time around. He has new ways to express himself and tell Goodnight all the ways he is so terribly in love with him. It's better. Much better. And Billy is grateful for every second of it.
He pulls Goodnight away from the wall and over, into his bedroom. Which...is also covered with mistletoe. Of course it is. "You probably bought the craft store's manager a new car," he laughs as he herds Goody to the bed. Lips bumping between sloppy, half-missed kisses. "Next time, we decorate together."
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Date: 2016-12-27 04:21 am (UTC)Billy has better words this time around. He has new ways to express himself and tell Goodnight all the ways he is so terribly in love with him. It's better. Much better. And Billy is grateful for every second of it.
He pulls Goodnight away from the wall and over, into his bedroom. Which...is also covered with mistletoe. Of course it is. "You probably bought the craft store's manager a new car," he laughs as he herds Goody to the bed. Lips bumping between sloppy, half-missed kisses. "Next time, we decorate together."