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A month and another, ten rage-attacks and at least thirty shots of tranquilizer. It took those idiots two months to realize that he couldn't be cured, not now, not ever, and the moment they realized it, they let him go. So there he was, walking across the small central, humming an old song and feeling absolutely wonderful. There weren't many people on the streets and those who he saw, fled fast after noticing his red eyes. Yet the closer he got to home, the less great he felt.

The first thing he noticed after getting the door open was a small demon jumping against his legs. How come it was still here? He'd been sure Vince would've gotten it along when leaving the place… He took his demon to his lap, let it crawl deep into the shelter of his arms like a small child who's missed his father. The next thing he realized was that the door was where it was supposed to be. The floor was clean and it was warm. Had someone moved here while he had been away? He put the demon on the floor and took off his shoes, sneaked around the house and ended up in his room, ready to attack whoever was there before noticing the familiar scent.
Those same round eyes were staring at him the same way they always did, happy, lovingly. Yet he seemed confused for seeing him there, as if he thought he was dreaming. He took a few careful steps towards Juan, seemingly not sure whether to believe that he was there or not, and reached out his arm. Juan took it and pulled him to a tight hug. He couldn't possibly have believed that this would be real, not even in his wildest dreams. That he'd come home and find what was more important to him than his own life from there. He was so happy he could've cried. And he did, he hugged his mate tight, let the hot tears fall down his cheeks and no matter how many times he repeated it, he couldn't feel like he had told Vince how much he loved him, enough. He could feel Vince's hands tight around his body, his warm tears against his chest and the endless joy of being together with the one he loved the most. "I-I-I thought… that you'd- you'd hate me," he sobbed from somewhere between the tears. "I'm-I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry!"
"Juan…. Please," Vince got said and raised his, head, looking at Juan. "Just… Don't. Please. I… I should've been there. It's all my fault."
"No. I- I just… He… I…" Juan coughed a few times, took a deep breath, another and a third, trying to get it out his throat, off his back. "I just… just… I-I… I love you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry I'm s-"
"Stop it." Vince looked at him with the look in his eyes that told very well how he didn't want to hear about that anymore. "It was my fault! Dad… He… He had his gun, and-and… You …"
"NO!" Vince hit his hands on his ears and shook his small body. "No no no no no no NO! You just… That… THING… You- just… no. No. Don't say that…"
Okay. Juan stopped talking. He stared at Vince who had hard time keeping himself together, trying to pull a smile on his face. He stroked Vince's cheek and gave him a kiss on the forehead, hoping it would cheer him up a bit. After all this time the boy looked even more beautiful than ever. Healthy, curvy, femini- wait, what? What? He looked at Vince again. "You've gained weight."
"Eehm… actually…"
"…yeeeeeeeah it's not fat."
There was a pause, a small one that grew longer and longer until Juan finally got his mouth open.
" You're… We, you- What? You… wow. Wow… I-I'm gonna-" The widest grin rose to his face as he could finally realize it all. Not only did he get his mate back but he got what they had wished for the most.
Actually, the way he cries sounds more desperate and heartbreaking than what I could make it sound like, I'm sorry. But since like, 12 people (Including Ruru, Phil and Eric who take up 1/4 of them -gawd) read these, not many people have to care.
Good night.
Zhoid Aug 6, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
:iconcryforeverplz: ...*liikaatunteita* yliannostus ihanuudesta xD
HaanPere Aug 6, 2010   Digital Artist
Älähän sentään ihanuuteen kuole xD

Zhoid Aug 6, 2010  Hobbyist General Artist
xD no ok. en kuole mutta fiilistelen.
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