Ryan finished packing
earlier than expected.
His bag lay zipped
and ready near the bed.
He looked around his room.
"…I'm bored."
Without thinking much, he picked up his phone and called Victor.
"Can you come over? Let's watch a football match."
On the other side, Victor
didn't even hesitate.
"I'll be there."
A while later, Victor
reached Ryan's house.
He knocked.
Ryan's voice came from inside.
"I'm showering! Come in!."
Victor opened the door and
stepped inside.
He looked around casually.
Ryan's room felt lively—messy in a comfortable way.
Books, clothes, random stuff everywhere.
Victor smiled slightly.
Fits him.
He started walking around the room.
Then—
When he turned—
Ryan was suddenly standing right behind him.
Victor got startled.
"What—"
He lost balance.
Ryan instinctively reached out.
But instead—
both of them fell onto the sofa.
Ryan landed first.
Victor right on top of him.
They froze.
For a moment, neither moved.
Ryan blinked.
Victor stared.
Then Ryan pushed him lightly.
"Get up!"
Victor stood up quickly.
"Why are you standing like a ghost behind me?"
Ryan rolled his eyes.
"You're the one who didn't notice."
After the awkward moment passed, they sat down to watch the match.
Coke bottles and popcorn
between them.
Ryan was fully into the game.
Victor leaned back, watching him more than the screen.
"Your team is losing," Victor said casually.
Ryan glared.
"Wait and watch."
Minutes passed.
The match got intense.
And finally—
Ryan's team scored.
"YES!"
Ryan jumped up excitedly.
"I told you!"
He pointed at Victor dramatically.
"Never doubt me again."
Victor laughed.
"You're a child ryan "
Ryan smirked.
"And I still won."
"Cutie...."
Victor murmered.
Ryan headed it but he
again asked victor,
"What???"
"Nothing"
After the match, Ryan flopped back onto the sofa.
"Let's watch a movie."
Victor agreed.
The lights were dim now.
The room felt quieter.
More relaxed.
The movie played in the background.
At some point—
A romantic scene appeared.
The characters on screen
slowly leaned closer.
Soft music filled the room.
Ryan didn't realize when he stopped watching the screen.
Instead—
He turned his head slightly.
Victor was already looking at him.
Their eyes met.
The dim light made
everything feel slower.
Quieter.
Closer.
Victor's expression softened.
Without thinking much—
He raised his hand and gently placed it on Ryan's cheek.
Ryan froze.
His breath caught.
Victor's touch was warm.
Careful.
Ryan's eyes slowly closed.
As if he didn't want to think anymore.
Victor leaned closer.
Their faces inches apart.
For a moment, he hesitated.
Then—
Victor kissed him with
the warmth of love .
It was light.
Gentle.
Almost unsure.
Victor hands slowly moved
around his neck.
Ryan didn't pull away.
Instead, he stayed still—
feeling it.
The moment lingered.
Not rushed.
Not forceful.
Just… quiet and real.
The world outside disappeared for a second.
Then suddenly—
They both pulled back.
Reality hit.
Ryan opened his eyes.
Victor's thumb brushed lightly against Ryan's cheek again.
Victor stepped away slightly.
"…Sorry."
Ryan blinked.
His heart was still racing.
After a second, he looked away.
"It's… okay."
Victor looked at him carefully.
"Are you sure?"
Ryan nodded.
"…Yeah."
But his ears had turned red.
Victor noticed.
And smiled slightly.
After that, the movie continued.
But neither of them paid attention anymore.
The silence between them
felt different now.
Not awkward.
Just… new.
When it got late, Victor
stood near the door.
"I should go."
Ryan nodded quickly.
"Yeah."
Victor hesitated.
"…Can I stay—"
Before he could finish—
Ryan quickly pushed him out.
"GOOD NIGHT!"
The door closed immediately.
Victor stood there for a second.
Then he laughed softly.
"…Cutie."
Inside the room, Ryan leaned
against the door.
His heart was beating fast.
He touched his cheek unconsciously.
What was that…
That night—
Neither of them slept properly.
Ryan kept turning in his bed.
Victor stared at the ceiling in his condo.
Both of them replayed
the same moment.
Again.
And again.
And again.