Besides The Fact I Just Watched The Scene Lmao And I've Always Wondered What Edwin Would Say If The NN Didn't Interrupt Them - Tumblr Posts
What if the confession happened as Edwin planned?
"I've been realizing that I..."
Charles is staring intently. Edwin can see he has no clue what's coming and it makes it easier and harder at the same time.
He almost wishes they were interrupted. Almost.
"I...", Edwin loses his words again, and looks down, sideways, trying to gather his courage anywhere else as if he doesn't know Charles' eyes are the only right place to look at.
For once, Charles doesn't say anything, sensing he needs time. Still, Edwin sees a frown just starting to form, and knows he has to get this over with for both of their sakes.
"It is not Monty", he says quickly, gazing back at Charles, "that I like".
Charles properly frowns now. After a couple of seconds, his expression changes entirely, going from confused to bewildered, and Edwin reads him easily.
"Not the Cat King, either."
Charles breathes out, breaking his composure entirely. "Thank God, mate. I mean, I wouldn't judge your taste or anything..."
Edwin raises an eyebrow and Charles chuckles.
"Okay, maybe I would, so I'm glad it's not him. But then who...?"
Edwin feels his throat close. Charles is searching him, waiting for an answer he, by all means, should know.
Edwin just stares back for a second, then two, then three, until Charles is not confused anymore. The crease between his eyebrows slowly fades and his lips part open just slightly.
Edwin gulps. "Who else?", he nearly whispers.
Charles' eyes are franctically moving between Edwin's and he tries to say something, but doesn't seem to be able to form any proper words.
Edwin rushes to continue, "You don't have to feel the same. I just needed to tell you".
And while it feels like every part of him is burning, Edwin still doesn't think this is over, not yet, so he licks his lips nervously and adds quietly: "That I'm in love with you".
That hits Charles so strongly he sways a little bit, and only then looks away.
"I, uh", he starts stupidly. "Edwin, I don't even..."
"You don't have to say anything..."
"No, but I want to", Charles says, and his own words bring him back to a steadier mindset. He takes a deep breath and sets his hands over Edwin's shoulders. "Edwin, you're my best mate. That'll never change. You're the most important person in the world to me, okay?"
Edwin nods, feeling as if it wasn't for Charles' hands, he would be combusting.
"And I don't..." Charles' grip gets a little tighter for a moment. "I don't know what that means right now, for us, or for me, but we have all the time in the world to figure it out, yeah?"
Edwin smiles without meaning to. He notices his eyes are tearful, for some reason, and Charles smiles back while bringing a hand up to dry Edwin's cheeks as those tears fall down.
"Thank you for telling me", Charles completes, and pulls Edwin into a hug.
Edwin allows it and allows himself to melt into the embrace. He agrees — they have all the time in the world, and this is just the beginning.