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“i think …. that before actually proposing to me , you should ask me something else first.” he speaks softly, closing the distance between him and baxter, a hand gently lifting up to cup baxter’s cheek.
his breathing hitches when baxter says he wants to marry him, and he can’t help the absolutely shining smile that takes over his face, eyes shining just as much.
“you .. do??” he’s in shock, a bit, that baxter would propose marriage , when they weren’t even back together yet.
he knows baxter is sorry, he knows .. and even if there still hurt left from baxter making a decision for him, for them, for ben, he can’t help the way his heart still races in his chest when baxter looks at him.
or the look in his eyes as he looks right back at baxter. »
“you … made a decision for both of us….” his voice is softer now, looking down at his hands for a moment before looking back up.
“a decision i .. absolutely fucking hated every single day. every night. going from .. being able to love you, to being told i can’t.”
“yeah … but the silence is .. weird.” hes so used to hearing a kiddo running around this home that it was very weird waiting even just the few minutes alone without baxter being here.
“you’re .. looking at me like you used too..” it’s nothing bad, and it’s not wrong, it just »
there’s a soft smile that graces his own features, eyes flickering around every single detail of baxter’s face before he breathes out, his own nerves making it feel like his bones are rattling.
“it’s .. really good to see you too.”
he looks up, breathing hitching before he peeks from around the corner from the living room.
“hey …” he’s so nervous now, heart racing at the sight of baxter.
📲: you better be , or i’ll get started without you.
it’s a tease, he’d just arrived at baxter’s house, walking up to the front door and letting himself in. he takes a second at the door before toeing off his sneakers and leaving them by the front door.
“okay, bax. i’ll see you soon.” he smiles as he hangs up, and decides to just finish up what he was doing before he does anything else.
an hour and a half later and he’s dressed in a pair or sweats, an old shirt, and he’s got his wallet and keys, along with baxter’s spare »
“okay. i’ll see you later, yeah? you good if we hang up or do you wanna put an ear bud in and we try and keep talking?” he offers softly.
“just push ‘em in, ‘m sure they’ll do fine.” he lets out a soft laugh of his own, “two hours. i can head that way before eight. and if you aren’t there yet i’ll just .. let myself in?”
“then i’ll be there for you. what time do you want me there?”
his way of asking what time baxter thinks he’ll be off and heading home, so he doesn’t have time to overthink in the silence of baxter’s home without the kiddo running around.
“i told you once id always be there if you need me. do you? need me, bax?” he asks softly, hearing the tone of baxter’s voice, but he .. really wants to hear it.
he’s missed him .. too much.