only shooting stars break the mold;

          “I MEAN, CALLING YOU MY VERY OWN GEDDY LEE was like… the least I could have done, you know?” he let out a small laughter before scratching a spot behind his ear – one of the nervous ticks of his – and offered his best friend a small shrug before finally getting out of the car and slowly heading back towards his… no, towards their apartment together with Kayden. He could feel the tension slowly beginning to build up again. Neither one of them really wanted it, it was more than obvious… but hey, what else can you do? Kayden deserved to know the truth, and if it meant Ian would have to sit and live through the worst time of his life together with the older male, he’d do that in an instant – he loved Kayden that much. “Do we have any beer?” he asked immediately, once they entered the loft and Ian walked straight towards the fridge. “I am not planning on doing anything sober.”

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“artsy”

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“aye aye captain ⚓⚓⚓“

          “AND YOU LOVE IT,” IAN WAS QUICK TO ADD, LETTING a bright and lighthearted laughter out as well, shaking his head fondly, simply at the thought of how happy and how lucky he was to have someone like Kayden in his life. There were many different ways his life could have gone… but in retrospective, Ian thought to himself that he wouldn’t change a single thing. There had been  some dark… really fucking dark patches of his past, but even knowing that, he’d still do everything exactly the same, afraid he wouldn’t have a chance to get Kayden into his life and that would kill him… most probably. “Geddy Lee, yep,” he agreed with a nod and a proud smile on his lips, “I was actually about to say Brian May, just because of the hair alone, but then I figured you’re not as good on a guitar as you should be to be called Brian May… so I’m glad this whole thing gave me more attractiveness points,” Ian let another laughter before shaking his head again and soon parked the car in the parking lot of his apartment building.

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“@ianmxrgan​ doesn’t approve of my socks and sandal wearing. #itscomfy”.

           “THAT’S IT, NOW I CAN WRITE TO MY MOM AND DAD and tell them that I’ve actually made it and Kayden loves me more than he loves his siblings, which is a big achievement for me,” he teased, kindheartedly, glancing at Kayden for a second before turning back to watch the road, smiling at the kiss on the cheek. “I wanted to thank the Academy… I wanted to thank that one kid in third grade who dunked my books in a toilet… Also the lunch lady in high-school who kept me coming for seconds…” he started naming random people from his past, before sighing as he leaned back in the seat and cleared his throat. Suddenly some of the less nice memories came back, but he didn’t let himself dive too deep into them, listening to Kayden instead. “I still find it kind of absolutely fascinating that you call it a ‘she’, you know? Like… like all those rockstars with their female guitars and shit. You’re my very own Geddy Lee 2.0 and that’s what makes me happy.”

          BASHFUL WASN’T AN ADJECTIVE IAN WOULD USUALLY CALL himself, but he couldn’t hide an incredibly red cheeks that were getting even more flushed with every word that left Kayden’s mouth. Oh, he was so in love… Both of them were, apparently. “Does that mean that I come before your siblings? Because I’ll so take that if that’s the case,” he laughed and shook his head squeezing Kayden’s hand in his, smiling with a nod at the question. “See… I think you’re right. I think we’ll always have that… unless you decide one day that you’re tired of fighting and just admit that I’m right, like, all of the time about you not being able to take enough credit for the lengths that you’ve taken your channel already.” He glanced over to look at Kayden for a second, biting his bottom lip before returning his glance back to the road. “Soon you’ll be up there with the big sharks, you know? And I’ll stand there, smiling all fucking proudly and shit.”

                  “TOO MUCH CREDIT? FOR YOU? KAY, BABY, that is just simply impossible,” Ian grinned, although he wasn’t joking, at all. Most of the things Kayden has achieved all by himself and Ian? Ian was only there for a bit of a help on a side. After all, it wasn’t Ian’s editing skills that got Kayden to where he was right now, was it? Besides, for thirty four years Kayden didn’t even know Ian existed, so he couldn’t take almost any of the credit for the man’s greatness, that’s for sure. “I love you,” Ian sighed with another small squeeze of Kayden’s hand and smiled at him with a shake of his head. “See… you think I am not giving myself enough credit and I think I sometimes give myself too much of it. And one of us is completely wrong about it, but I am not going to give in, not yet!”

             HAVING KAYDEN IN HIS LIFE WAS THE BEST THING Ian could ever dream of, especially after all the shit that happened with Dominic. You’d think that simply an idea of a friendship would be forever soiled by all that happened between the two San Francisco natives, but it wasn’t true, not at all. Kayden? Kayden was worth another heartbreak. Ian was feeling two very different emotions as he drove, trying not to get his focus away from the road, yet unable to ignore the man next to him. He squeezed the older man’s hand and shook his head gently. “You shouldn’t say that,” he warned with a quiet whisper, biting the inside of his bottom lip and sighed deeply. “See… sometimes I look at you… or think about you… and I try to make sense in something absolutely ridiculous: how in the world did I manage to get the most wonderful, loving, caring and the most selfless man in the world to love me?”

                 A WARM SMILE SPREAD ACROSS IAN’S LIPS AT the words the older man had spoken. He was more than happy that they could go past this awful fight they were on a verge of and he knew that as hard as this evening is going to be… it’ll be worth it, in a long run. He knew he couldn’t keep the past hidden from Kayden for all this time, he just hoped it wouldn’t come out into surface… like this. “Babe…” Ian sighed heavily and reached to take one of Kayden’s hands again, lacing their fingers together, thankful for the automatic gear Kayden’s car had. “You know what I hate the most? When somebody… especially when you tell me that I’m your everything; or, in this case, that I’m your life. You know why?” he glanced at the other man before looking back onto the road. “Because if there’s any chance of me not… being there anymore, you’d be left with nothing and even though I don’t plan on leaving you… like, ever, we can never be sure about tomorrow. Who knows, maybe I’ll get stabbed to death by some mobster while going to a grocery store or something… I can’t leave you with nothing. I simply can’t.”

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“I may not like the ocean that much but @ianmxrgan loves it. and since I made him take a hike with me it’s only fair. #relationshipthings #lovemyguy”