He was shaking, and smiling and they were alive.
It took him a minute to compose himself enough to speak, the smile never leaving his face and his eyes never leaving Teddy’s. “Um,” Billy paused, not really sure how to respond because the thing was, he didn’t exactly know, “magic?”
Billy shook his head and brought his trembling hands up to touch Teddy’s chest, just to make sure this was actually happening, because oh god, he’d done that, he’d stopped them mid-fall (and, admittedly dropped them a little way as well but it was the not killing them that Billy was utterly perplexed by).
And, holy shit, he couldn’t get over the fact that it was him wasn’t it? That was all him, he could feel his magic humming and jittering across his skin like it wanted to come play some more. Billy honestly couldn’t believe it, how had he done it? Did it matter right now? Blinking hard, Billy raised his hand to Teddy’s face and wiped at his tears with his thumb, lip caught between his teeth and heart beating so hard he felt like he was going to explode, yet totally uncaring of the consequences and the fact that he could hear Nate and Eli getting closer, because you only got to live once, didn’t you?
Relief and shock warred inside Teddy, his heart racing, until Billy touched his chest and everything slid into sharp focus. Teddy couldn’t help but beam down at him. “Magic,” he repeated thickly, shaking his head in disbelief.
Billy brushed his thumb against Teddy’s cheek, and he was smiling at him like the past week of awkward tension hadn’t even happened.
It was a revelation, Teddy’s fear suddenly seeming so trivial in the face of their mortality: Fuck the repercussions, fuck Eli and Nate watching, fuck everything. Teddy had been so awful and then he’d almost killed them,and Billy had turned around and saved them both.
“Oh, Billy,” he gasped, cradling Billy’s face in both hands. “I’m sorry. I’msorryI’msorryI’msorry.” Teddy’s voice cracked, breath hitching. He pressed his forehead to Billy’s, trying to communicate how strongly he meant it.
And then he moved forward the last few inches and did what he’d been wanting to do since the first day he’d met Billy but had been too scared to face. Hesitantly, giving him time to pull back, Teddy finally, finally kissed Billy.