“Have you ever been in love?” It’s a solid question, one that deserves an answer. Because it’s simple a yes or no and especially since it comes from a girl who is so very obviously interested in them, but he still struggles with it. Thinking that if he said yes, than would he comes to terms on how much he misses you and the tragedy of a reality that’s he’s lost you? It’s christmas eve. And he’s here, pathetically still thinking of you.

It comes out anyway because in the back of his mind, he knows that crushing feeling of wanting you will never go away no matter what his answer is.

“Yeah.”He breathes, sipping at his whiskey and wincing slightly, eyes bouncing around the bar. “Once.”

“Not anymore?” She asks, which makes him swallow hard and turn his gaze down to his fidgeting hands. Always. And thinks of the way your cheeks look when they blush red at him, or your freckles that spawn clearer in the golden sun, how he’s watched you from afar since he was young and blurts, “Excuse me.”

He hops in his car, on the way to the summer home he knows your at with Anubis. His fists clench harder on the steering wheel just thinking about it. He lost you last summer when he lost his father, and just thinking about it, makes him determined to come get you back.

He knocks on the door once he arrives there twenty minutes later and it swings up quicker than it has him expecting, so, he braces himself.

You look surprised as you say, “Walt?”

“Merry Christmas.” He blurts once again, which causes your eyebrows pull together, obviously confused as why your exs is there while your here, with his brother.t