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Dick loved deeply, in a way that reached down into his soul and overflowed. Like an ocean filling up a bucket and washing it away.

He looked over at Tim and carefully brushed his hair out of his face then leaned down to place a gentle kiss on his forehead. "I love you."

Tim looked up at him and smiled. "I love you too you big sap."

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Tim's love was like a fire, all-consuming and burning. Like an inferno tearing through a forest during the hot summer months.

He looked at Dick and smiled. The older man was lying on the couch falling asleep and Tim paused next to him to lean down and kiss him on the forehead so carefully. "Rest well."

"Love you," Dick mumbled out.

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It was in the little moments, the small moments when Tim wasn't paying attention and Dick was only paying attention to Tim. When they were so wrapped up in each other that the outside world fell away and nothing else mattered.

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I LOVE YOU TOO BESTIE!!<33

honestly you are such an amazing friend and knowing you and talking to you has made my life so much better and ima just go cry now

Culture calls that behind every great man, is a woman. But behind every great President, is a writer. Pulling back, Julian is all business — that posture belonging to the true head of state he had always been, now staring the boy who had for long admired him from afar, right in his eye. “I’m going to the White House.” It’s grandiose, self-assured even, but also warm. “And I want you there with me.”  ('This is a time for American heroes. We will do what is hard. We will achieve what is great. This is a time for American heroes and we reach for the stars.') "Now, why don’t you give the next great American President a kiss?"

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