Eddy hated letting Luke go, but there wasnt much he could do about it. It was time for Luke to leave and that was that. It would have been nice if they could've just gone back to bed, hide underneath the sheets and pretend that the rest of the world didnt exist for a little longer. But life didnt work like that, as Eddy well knew.<br/><br/>Too soon Luke came back wearing his own things. That was ridiculously more disappointing than it should have any right to be. It was his clothes, he had every right to wear them, but Eddy liked Luke better in his baggy castoffs.<br/><br/><i>Come on, old man. Dont be embarrassing. <br/>
</i><br/>Eddy would have walked Luke to the door anyway, but he took the invitation as it was meant to be, Luke wanted to prolong this just as much as Eddy did.<br/><br/>He followed, a hand placed on the small of Luke's back just to touch him. Then they came to the stairs that were too narrow to go side by side, so Eddy followed behind Luke.<br/><br/>And then there was the door and Luke was outside and Eddy was in the doorway, standing like an idiot The morning was beautiful, the sun bright and golden as Luke stepped out into it. The light made him glow, his skin becoming warm and every brown freckle seemed delicate, like the spots of a pheasants egg. And his raindrop eyes were so light they looked like silver mirrors.<br/><br/>It would be a perfect moment to paint, Eddy thought, and name it something simple like<i>Goodbye. </i>Seemed appropriate that he would look the most beautiful right at this moment, when he had to go.<br/><br/>"Hey..." he said, and gently pulled Luke back in for one last kiss.