alexsunmners:

a/n; love me some secret pining and friends to lovers @kurtwxgners @mvximoff @paperclipmac @rax-writes @emmcfrxst enjoy some soft eggsy

Eggsy Unwin has been in love with you for about as long as he can remember now. You’ve been best friends since you moved in next door to him at about age seven. After the initial tension and uncertainty, the two of you were inseparable. Twelve years later, that hasn’t changed. He’s still just as smitten with you at age nineteen as he was when he was ten. He’s so unsubtle about it that sometimes he wonders if you know he’s in love with you, if you’re just brushing it off because you don’t feel the same way. Other times, it feels like maybe your feelings for him are the same, that you’re just wholly oblivious of his feelings for you. Either way, he’s never been brave when it comes to you, and he’s made his peace with being your best friend if that’s all he can have. 

It’s late afternoon in the summer and you’re pushing his baby sister in her pram through a park. You’re laughing at some stupid joke he made and the sunlight filtering through the trees makes you look golden and his heart feels like it’s swelling in his chest. “Seriously, Eggsy. That was rubbish,” you giggle, looking over at him with a dazzling smile that makes his mouth go suddenly dry. “Honestly, I’m pretty sure I’ve never heard a joke so bad in my life.” 

“C’mon love, it was funny! See, you’re laughing!” he protests defensively, grinning at you. You roll your eyes as you laugh and the smile you flash him makes his next words stop in his throat. You raise an eyebrow, waiting for him to continue, but all he can do is stare at you, a small smile curving his lips. 

“Was there more to that thought, Unwin or did it stop there?” you prompt him with a fond smile and his thoughts stumble again. “Earth to Eggsy,” you quip and he flushes slightly, laughing. 

“You gotta stop smiling at me like that. Makes me mess up my words when you look at me like that,” he protests, not really thinking as the words come out. He can see the slightly stunned look cross your face and then you smile at him again, and he forgets to worry about whether he’s made things awkward. 

“I’ll stop smiling when you stop making terrible jokes, deal?”

“Deal.”