[He allows it, he reciprocates it; he kisses her, and it's such an anchor, such a comfort. When he kisses Aubrey, he doesn't think of anyone else but her; it's a fine place to be.
[Even as their lips part, her face is in his hands.
[And she loves him, and it's warm, and she loves him, and it's simple, and she loves him, and it's real, and she really, really means that...
[What does he have to lose in a place like this? Other than Aubrey...]
I love you.
[The word, foreign to his mouth, unmistakable to his heart.
[He loves her the only way he knows how to - completely.
[Not hating himself was never an option, but...if She loves him, then...]
That's enough for now.
[For now, for now - only for now, but now is something he can hold in his hands, thumbing away tears. It's better than a lot of "now"s he's known before.]
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[Even as their lips part, her face is in his hands.
[And she loves him, and it's warm, and she loves him, and it's simple, and she loves him, and it's real, and she really, really means that...
[What does he have to lose in a place like this? Other than Aubrey...]
I love you.
[The word, foreign to his mouth, unmistakable to his heart.
[He loves her the only way he knows how to - completely.
[Not hating himself was never an option, but...if She loves him, then...]
That's enough for now.
[For now, for now - only for now, but now is something he can hold in his hands, thumbing away tears. It's better than a lot of "now"s he's known before.]