FILL: Kris/Adam 2/2tvivelJune 27 2011, 19:19:44 UTC
“We said… you said… when we started dating. I knew it was a risk, but I wanted to try… us. You were straight and unsure and you made me promise that even if this thing between us didn’t work out… that we’d still stay friends. I’m not sure I can stay friends. I’m so sorry, Kris. I’m really -”
“Oh Adam,” Kris interrupts, and it sounds so painfully sad. “I’m sorry, I’m really, really sorry baby.” He reaches for Adam’s hand and grasps in firmly. “Look at me. I’m not trying, nor will I ever in my life try, to break up with you. I love you. I’m in love with you. There’s no one else in my life who makes me as happy and fulfilled as you.” Kris leans in and tips Adam’s chin back up. “I will not suddenly decide to be straight again. Sure, I was nervous at the beginning. I had been straight and had never thought of guys before. I had some reasonable doubts about my sexuality. You know all that. I just don’t know how… how you forget the last five years of our life and focus on the beginning.”
Adam finally looks up. He feels a tiny bubble of hope, and then he feels stupid, silly and like he’s in a moronic teen movie, starring as an insecure virgin. “Oh,” is all he can manage.
“I can’t believe… you have nothing to be afraid of here. You thought I suddenly decided I hated dick? Have you been present during the last five years of our sex life? Do you have ears and eyes?” He jokes lightly, and Adam suddenly feels better.
“I’m such a moron.”
“You’re not a moron,” Kris says affectionately.
“I kind of am. You reduce my brain to mush.”
Kris winks. “Maybe you are a bit of a moron, OK. But you’re my moron.”
“I’m just so scared of losing you. I know it’s not rational -”
“It isn’t.” Kris uses his free hand to pull out something from his pocket. “Now that we’ve established there is no breaking up to be done…”
Adam immediately stiffens, his heartbeat picking up. “You -”
“Shhh,” Kris says. He opens the box in his hand and pulls out a ring. “I love you. I’m so in love with you and I don’t want you to ever doubt that. You make me everything that I want to be, Adam. Will you marry me?”
Adam still can’t make his mouth form words, so he just nods frantically. Kris grins and slips the ring on Adam’s finger.
“I want to go home. I want to make love to you so you’ll never forget how much I really want you.”
“Yeah, let’s go home,” Adam answers hoarsely, his eyes drawn to the ring on his finger.
Kris beams up at him, and Adam finally knows, more than ever before, than they’re in this forever. -------
“Oh Adam,” Kris interrupts, and it sounds so painfully sad. “I’m sorry, I’m really, really sorry baby.” He reaches for Adam’s hand and grasps in firmly. “Look at me. I’m not trying, nor will I ever in my life try, to break up with you. I love you. I’m in love with you. There’s no one else in my life who makes me as happy and fulfilled as you.” Kris leans in and tips Adam’s chin back up. “I will not suddenly decide to be straight again. Sure, I was nervous at the beginning. I had been straight and had never thought of guys before. I had some reasonable doubts about my sexuality. You know all that. I just don’t know how… how you forget the last five years of our life and focus on the beginning.”
Adam finally looks up. He feels a tiny bubble of hope, and then he feels stupid, silly and like he’s in a moronic teen movie, starring as an insecure virgin. “Oh,” is all he can manage.
“I can’t believe… you have nothing to be afraid of here. You thought I suddenly decided I hated dick? Have you been present during the last five years of our sex life? Do you have ears and eyes?” He jokes lightly, and Adam suddenly feels better.
“I’m such a moron.”
“You’re not a moron,” Kris says affectionately.
“I kind of am. You reduce my brain to mush.”
Kris winks. “Maybe you are a bit of a moron, OK. But you’re my moron.”
“I’m just so scared of losing you. I know it’s not rational -”
“It isn’t.” Kris uses his free hand to pull out something from his pocket. “Now that we’ve established there is no breaking up to be done…”
Adam immediately stiffens, his heartbeat picking up. “You -”
“Shhh,” Kris says. He opens the box in his hand and pulls out a ring. “I love you. I’m so in love with you and I don’t want you to ever doubt that. You make me everything that I want to be, Adam. Will you marry me?”
Adam still can’t make his mouth form words, so he just nods frantically. Kris grins and slips the ring on Adam’s finger.
“I want to go home. I want to make love to you so you’ll never forget how much I really want you.”
“Yeah, let’s go home,” Adam answers hoarsely, his eyes drawn to the ring on his finger.
Kris beams up at him, and Adam finally knows, more than ever before, than they’re in this forever.
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