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He couldn’t believe they were actually doing this. They were packing up their shit and just bailing. of course he knew they’d be coming back but this just seemed like just a huge leap. which it was. He just hoped to god they could get along as well as maybe figure somethings out as well. So there he was sitting in her driveway waiting to send that ’i’m here’ text. He felt weird about the whole ordeal maybe it was just his nerves or maybe it was his food not settling the way it should. He let out a loud sigh before finally sending said text and then getting out of his truck. He moved to get out and then around to the opposite truck where he leaned against the door waiting for Quinn to come out.

It was the steady warmth of his breath against her chest and the pausing of his hand roaming across her skin that alerted Millie that he had fallen asleep.  So many emotions had been going through her mind as she held Matt as he slept. Her hand occasionally brushed through his disheveled curls or caressed down his spine. The whisper had slipped past her lips without so much as a second thought. Never had Millie intended him to hear her musing aloud. But so much of this simultaneously thrilled and frightened her. She could never have imagined loving someone as much as she already loved him, and she was unsure if she would survive the absence of his love. Which she was sure would happen. Love did not last forever. She had seen that enough in the many married men that sought her out.

A soft gasp left her lips when he replied back, though from the movement of his hand she should have suspected he had been awoken by her soft voice. “Nothing lasts forever...” Millie whispered back, eyes filled with an indescribable sorrow. 

Kurt secured the cone in his hand before he turned around and looked to see if there was an available table, which they spotted soon enough, then made his way to it along with Matt. “Well Matt, one of the many beautiful things this fair city has is its wonderful and spread amount of options when it comes down to what you can eat, so I’m sure our next hangout would bring a lot of surprises on that aspect.” He sat down carefully, not to spill his icecream to the side, then nodded as a thank you to Matt for giving him the napkins. “I’ve heard of a pizza wrap kind of plate, but that’s about it. But like I said, this city never stops surprising on the food matter, so maybe you’ll get a chance to find that... odd concept of pizza and burger crossover.” He laughed softly and gave a lick, and also a small bite to his ice cream.

He looked up at him and smiled, even blushed a bit. “Spoken like a true fireman, who’s always thinking about the community. Leave it to you to show up what I can only think and describe as an awesome physique for charity. That would definitely be a winner. I want to say that I’d like to be the only one getting to see that, but hey... If it’s for a good cause, right?” He winked at him and gave anoher bite to his cone, then wiped his mouth with the napkin and shrugged. “I did. A lot. I wasn’t always the excellently man you see before you. It took me time, and also pain to get to where I am, and who I am now. It was difficult, I won’t lie, but it helped me shape up the kind of person I am today. So in a way I have something to thank to all those Neardenthals who said I was nothing more than a ‘faggot with a lady face’.” He shrugged again. “Cheers to that, huh?” he said with a soft chuckle and continued eating his icecream.

After another sleepless night Wade had dragged himself out of bed that morning and changed into one of his favorite onesies. Screw anybody who might drop by, they should know by now that he wore whatever the hell he felt like wearing that day. He was tired, even after he'd taken some Oxycontin his skin felt like it was on fire and he was in desperate need of some kind of distraction. So he had turned on some Celine Dion.

He couldn't help but chuckle softly when he found himself with a lap full of one Cassia Davis. He wrapped his arms around her small torso. “Not the distraction I planned on having but fuck, it does beat wallowing in self-pity while belting along with Celine,” he replied while he pulled his hoodie back and tilted his head to kiss her.