[ it was really for the best John didn't hear anything. after all, it was hardly something that had mattered in the past. Adam had always been happy with what John was willing to give him, maybe wanting more, but never asking. this? the way he's looking at him right now? saying those three words?
it meant infinitely more than any "I love you" possibly could. just as he had some twenty years ago, he can't quite help but echo his oldest (and arguably only real) friend. ]
Pretty... good...
[ thankfully this time, he doesn't pass out right after saying it. no instead, he begins shifting his weight, finally pulling out, and slowly beginning to trail kisses down his friend's chest, intent on cleaning up the mess that he helped make. ]
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it meant infinitely more than any "I love you" possibly could. just as he had some twenty years ago, he can't quite help but echo his oldest (and arguably only real) friend. ]
Pretty... good...
[ thankfully this time, he doesn't pass out right after saying it. no instead, he begins shifting his weight, finally pulling out, and slowly beginning to trail kisses down his friend's chest, intent on cleaning up the mess that he helped make. ]