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Title: Gravity
Author: Topher
Series: Everwood
Characters: Bright/Ephram
Spoilers: Beginning of season 4.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.


Bright never gets what he wants. He spends his afternoons at ECC, and by five o’clock he’s got plans with Hannah. Hannah. She’s exactly the kind of girl Bright’s family has always wanted him to settle down with. But that’s exactly what he’s doing. Settling. Every other day Bright treats Hannah to dinner and a movie; maybe even the occasional concert or carnival. Life was slow and simple for a time. Then Ephram moved in. The only thing that should have felt normal felt so complex and usually gave Bright a headache.

Five months ago he found out his mother had cancer, and five months ago he found out Ephram was leaving Everwood in the hopes of finding himself in Europe. All Bright knew was that it hurt like hell when the thought of his mother dying flickered through his mind. But what felt even worse was when he realized the thought of Ephram leaving forever was more painful. Bright masks pain well. So well, he even fools himself. A goofy grin and a joke are all it takes for things to appear right in his world. Appearance is everything. Because no one gives a shit about what’s underneath the surface.

It’s funny sometimes how Bright will find himself home all alone because he pissed off Hannah. But what kills him is that he doesn’t give a damn that she doesn’t feel like sticking around and listening to his insincere apology. Very rarely does Bright ever know what the hell he’s apologizing for in the first place. It used to bother him at first. The way his parents wouldn’t recognize that they had two children instead of one. And the way Amy would pretend Bright’s less than perfect academic record condemned him to be forever seen as having no actual feelings or substance or depth of any kind. But then there was Ephram. For every time he bitched about piano or Amy or his dad, Bright felt important. Sad, but nevertheless true. He was needed by someone who he would never admit he needed just as much.

So it all came down to this. Here he was on a Saturday night watching a rerun of South Park on Reid’s plasma TV. Reid was off somewhere at a library, he supposed. From behind him he heard keys rattling and the door creak open. Without a word Ephram plopped down on the couch next to Bright and let out an exasperated sigh. Tonight was Saturday: Family dinner at the Brown’s. Neither boy spoke, but both sensed the other’s exhaustion. Bright was fed up with being so dependent on the approval of his family, as Ephram was at the end of his rope trying to escape from his dad.

Out of instinct, or possibly just sheer insanity, Bright’s head started inching toward Ephram while they both gazed absent-mindedly at the television. He tried to control himself, but his head was like the apple and Ephram was gravity; his strong force sucking Bright closer to him with each passing moment. Tentatively his head fell on Ephram’s shoulder, and he knew this was it. Life. was. over. But Ephram didn’t move; didn’t even jump. Instead Bright felt fingertips lightly graze and entwine themselves in his curls. Finally, Bright got something he had been longing for: someone to stay.

Notes: This is my first slashfic, so I'm open to constructive criticism. Hope you enjoy!
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