Jean walked up to the chestnut stallion that stood waiting in the barn. "Hey..." He greeted it.

Jean put a hand on the horse's muzzle and the stallion leaned into the touch.

He stroked the horse's mane and smiled slightly when it whinnied.

The two-toned man wrapped his arms around the stallion's mane.

"One day..."

"I love you," he said to the horse.

And he walked away.