Six months with Sebastian. Six months of slowly nursing him back to health, of constant companionship for the first time in years. Six months of falling in love.
Six glorious months.
"Sebastian, there you are!" Turning, Antonio offered a grin to his friend.
"Were you looking for me?" he asked, amusement clear in his voice.
Sebastian sighed and wrapped his arms around his waist, but didn't offer an answer.
Antonio hummed softly and slipped his arms around Sebastian's shoulders, offering silent comfort to his friend's suddenly melancholy thoughts.
"Alright?" Antonio asked quietly.
Sebastian shrugged, arms tightening briefly before he let go.
"I'm going back inside," was his reply.
Antonio sighed heavily as he watched him go before turning and looking up at the sky. He knew Sebastian's dark mood was because of his increasing thoughts of leaving. He knew Sebastian thought himself a burden and would refuse an offer to stay with him. He would leave and break both their hearts, all for the sake of his misguided thoughts.
Six months was simply not enough.
For Rebecca.