"And I want to give that to you, I swear." + TrevorDeke (💜)
I adored this prompt, and I hope you like it too bby 💙
Deke laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling in Trevor’s bunk. Trevor was peacefully sleeping beside him, his hand resting on Deke’s stomach, palm warm against his skin. He was beautiful, his face relaxed in slumber, and Deke couldn’t help but stare at him while he could.
“Are you staring at me?” Trevor murmured, not even opening his eyes.
“No,” Deke said, even as he was openly looking at him. He couldn’t help it. There was a part of Deke that couldn’t believe this kind of happiness. Before Trevor, he’d tried to convince himself he was happy with Sequoia. It wasn’t anything like this, though. That had hurt, had left him with dark circles around his heart. Being with Trevor felt like fresh-squeezed lemonade, and evenings in front of a fire, and a full belly, all the good things that Deke loved about this time period.
“Mmmhm, liar,” Trevor said with a loving warmth in his voice. “If you’re going to stare, you owe me a kiss.”
“We’ll start with one,” Trevor said. Deke turned onto his side and kissed Trevor softly. “Mm, love that.”
Deke chuckled, and rested his forehead against Trevor’s bare chest.
“What’s keeping you up, babe? You’re usually asleep right after,” Trevor said.
“Ah, just thinking.”
“You,” Deke said without lifting his head. Trevor brought his hand up to the back of Deke’s head, stroking his fingers through his hair soothingly. “Do you believe in fate? Do you think we’re destined?”
“No,” Trevor said simply. “I believe in coincidence, and I believe in choice.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, it was a coincidence that Mack chose me to look after you as an assignment, sure, but it was my choice to stick with you and fall in love with you, and I think that’s more important than destiny.”
“Yeah. I’d much rather think that you want to be with me, and you’re making the conscious choice to be with me instead of being forced by some predetermined destiny.”
“That makes sense, I guess.”
He tipped his head back and Trevor kissed him, running his tongue along Deke’s lower lip. Deke sighed and curled his hands around Trevor’s biceps as best he could. He was always astounded by Trevor’s muscles, and his physique as a whole, and couldn’t get over his sheer luck. Trevor was the whole package, intelligent, sweet, loving, hot as hell. It was unbelievable that Deke was here with Trevor, in Trevor’s bunk, but somehow, he was.
“What’s keeping you awake, huh? Besides me,” Trevor asked, nudging him again.
“I was thinking about our future together, that’s all.”
“What’s our future look like?”
“You want to know?”
“Yeah, of course. What do you want in our future together?”
Trevor knew what he’d gone through with Sequoia, so he was extra patient with him about certain things, guiding him with a gentle hand in his.
“A house, I think, would be nice.”
“Yeah? In the city, in the country?”
“In the country,” Deke said. “I want a big yard with flowers and trees, and a stream nearby, and maybe a pool. You’d have to teach me to swim, though, I guess, or - or not. Whatever. I don’t -”
“I can teach you, Deke. That’s not a problem, babe. I taught Avi when we were younger.”
“Hey. You’re not a burden.”
“I’m not a burden,” Deke repeated, a mantra he was still trying to learn and let sink in.
“This won’t scare you away?”
“No, I’m choosing you, Deke Shaw. I’m choosing our future together.”
“Okay, well, I was thinking maybe a couple kids. No one really got to have a family in the Lighthouse, and it might be nice to raise kids with you.”
Trevor tilted his head up again for another kiss.
“And I want to give that to you, I swear,” Trevor said. “I want to give you anything you want.”
Deke let out a soft whimper, and Trevor folded him into his chest. He had fought for so long just to survive that he hadn’t let himself believe he could have a family, or a life full of love and happiness. Confronted with the idea that he could have it, that it wasn’t just within reach, it was here, it was startling and all he could do was bury himself into Trevor’s chest and try not to cry. Luckily, Trevor wrapped him up in his arms, and kissed his forehead, and let him be weak with this complete and utter happiness that he was unaccustomed to. He was looking forward to the entirety of their life together, bright and burning, and even when it scared him, Trevor was there to hold him as they chose each other each day.
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