Promises - Part 4

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Well, here it is! Part 4! Hope it's good! There's a little shocker ;)

Author: improvfan88
Story: Promises
Pairing: Ry/Col
Rating: Um... I'll say R for this one. Nothing explicit, but def implied ;)
Disclaimer: If I owned 'em, things like this would happen more often.


Promises - Part 4


I woke up first later that day. We were still in the same position that we had fallen asleep in and I was loving every second. The victorious feeling that I had last night was still with me, and no word from my subconscious as yet. So, while I had peace, I took the time to just look at him. I could pretend that we were waking up after yet another night together, living as lovers. He's beginning to stir now, and I'm not sure whether to pretend I'm asleep or keep watching.

'Is it creepy if I keep watching?'

'Of course it's creepy. You'll freak him out. Or..... you could explain to him why you're staring at him.'

'Shut up. That's not happening.'

"Ry?" A small voice asks. It's gorgeous. It's the best sound I've ever heard. I could use it as an alarm. I could wake up to that every morning.

"Yeah?"

"Are we snuggling?"

"Um.... yeah."

"Oh. Alright." Colin shrugs, before kicking off the covers. "Is that the time?!" He asks, grabbing up my watch from the dresser.

"Why?" I question, rubbing the sleep from eyes, trying to pretend that I'm not dancing inside that he's not completely freaking out. I know he wouldn't have, but still, that little fear was still there! "What time is it?"

"It's 5!"

"In the evening?!"

"Yeah! Drew's booked that restaurant for seven!" Colin shouts, running around and grabbing his clothes. I must say that it was quite amusing watching him do that, especially as it was fitting into all the fantasies going though my head. One particular idea was sticking out....

'I stand up from the bed, walk over to him. He stops moving and watches me as I slowly stroll over to him. I lean in, and capture his mouth in gentle kiss, one full of love and passion. The clothes drop from his arms, as he reaches up to wrap his arm around me, pulling me in closer and-'

'We're getting ahead of ourselves a bit aren't we?'

'Fuck you! Why do you have to interrupt at moments like this?'

'My job Ry Guy.'

"Ry?" His sweet sweet voice interrupts my subconscious, something which I'm not ungrateful for.

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to run, get a quick shower and get changed, and then I'll come back and we'll grab a cab to the restaurant alright?

"Promise you won't leave without me?"

"Even though I do know you're obsessive complusive about your hair which'll probably make us late anyway?"

"Hey! I'm not obsessive, I'm just trying to make my hair look good while I still have it!"

"Oh, Ry, bald jokes?"

"Col! I'm sorry! It wasn't a bald joke!" For some odd reason, I'm completely horrified that he thinks I'm taking the piss out of him. It's never bothered me before. Hell, there was that episode of Whose Line where we taunted each other about his hair - or lack thereof - and my nose. "It's just, my dad, well, he's losing his hair, and since baldness is genetic, you know, there's a chance I'm gonna get it, I wasn't making fun, I swear!"

I stop my innane babbling to find him smiling at me. That gorgeous smile. That smile that I lose myself in everytime.

'My God, when did I get so gay? When I fell in love with my male best friend I suppose.'

'You got that right.'

'Who asked your opinion?'

I go back to concentrating on Colin. Hell, anything can wait when it comes to Colin.

"Right, so I'll go get a shower, you go too, spend your hour on your hair-"

"I do not spend an hour on my hair!"

"You do. I've seen you Ry. What forty five year old man get blond highlights?"

"A man who want to look good!"

"Alright......... so I'll be back in about an hour."

"You promise?"

He smiles. I swear a beacon of light surrounds him every time he smiles. "I promise Ry. I'll see you in a hour." With that, he and his smile leaves me, and I suddenly realise how childish I really sound when I ask him if he promises. But I don't care. If it means he'll come back, I'd gladly sound immensely fucking stupid.

I haul my ass out of bed, feeling very very happy and grab the quickest shower. I don't like to admit it but Colin's right. I spend a stupid amount of time making sure my hair looks good. It does look damn good.

'You do look good. Hey! Maybe you should tell Colin how you feel!'

'How about.........no?'

'Well, look at it this way. You've got, at least, another ten minutes before Colin arrives to meet you, if he is.'

'He will.'

'Ah huh. He kept one promise. So why don't we practice?'

'Practice?'

'What we were to say to Colin if we were gonna tell him how we felt?'

'We? Don't you hate him?'

'No Ry Guy. I'm part of you. I feel the same way as you do. But I'm the realistic part of your brain. I'm the one who here's to remind you that he might not feel the same way, the wife and kids at home etc etc.'

'And for that I thank you endlessly.'

'You're welcome. Now practice.'

"Alright!" I shout to no-one. I straight myself up, look in the mirror. I look good, I feel good, so here I go.

"Colin. We've been best friends for nearly thirty years now. But, for a while, I've been feeling a bit more than friendship."

'Mention the wife and kids. Show him that you've thought about the consequences.'

"And I know that we've both got wives and kids, but this thing that I feel for you, well, it's feel stronger than anything I've ever felt for Pat. I know you might not feel the same way, but I've got to tell you how I feel. I feel like the sun sets on you smiling at me. When you stayed last night, I've never felt so rested, so happy to wake up and you know I'm not a morning person. That thing that I'm trying, so completely wrong and long windedly is that - I love you."

I had never heard the door open. But I heard it close. That single click will be the sound I will remember for the rest of my life. That click, as I stood up and turned round to see the look of utter shock on Colin's face. That look. His eyes so wide that they seemed to take up all of his face. His mouth hanging wide open.

'Oh shit.'

I can't think of anything to say. Is there anything I can say to make this better? Nope. That's it. I've just destroyed our friendship.

"Colin. I....er...."