The coldest winter night
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Warning: this has boy X boy in it and it has a slight lemon because Oz and Gil haven't seen each other in ten years and they deserve it *^* but it's not really that bad.
Gilbert wasn't expecting this at all. He was having a normal boring night. This night was particularly cold. It was the coldest night so far. Gilbert lit him a cigarette. Gilbert's tiny apartment seemed so lonely at night. Gilbert couldn't expect his life to take such a turn in a mater of hours. Hours that seemed to have passed moments ago and yet it's been more then ten. Twenty maybe? Gilbert had stopped counting. He stopped caring. Time was meaningless. Whether he lived twenty or eighty more years meant nothing to him. Life meant nothing to him. He felt as though he had died long ago. Then again he questioned if he was ever even alive. Gilbert sighed taking a deep breath. He could feel the chill in the air. He peered out the window admiring the snow white land three stores below him. His apartment was so high up and yet it wasn't that far off the ground to Gilbert. He'd spent at lest fifteen years in this place. He missed what he used to call home. Maybe he was homesick and that's why this place was so cold; Why it was so alone. Gilbert let his head rest back against his couch. He was thinking too much. Gilbert put his cigarette out. Taking yet another deep breath. Maybe he should call for some company. He didn't wish to spend tonight alone. Gilbert jumped slightly when a knock came at his door.
I am breathless need I say.
"Who could that be at two in the morning?" Gilbert wondered, making his way to the door. When he opened it he was surprised with what he saw. There stood his first (and only) love Oz. He hadn't seen him in ten years. Gilbert couldn't believe it. How could Oz find him here?
How could you find me here?
"Hello, Gil." Oz said. His voice sounded like silk to Gilbert's ears. Gilbert wanted to hold Oz close ten long years he had waited for this moment. Gilbert pulled Oz close, pressing there lips together. It was a heated kiss. Oz's hands were tangled in Gilbert's hair in no time. Gilbert was so happy to see Oz.
You of all have crossed my way, unexpectedly from where?
Gilbert gasped at the feeling of Oz's tongue running a crossed his chest. Gilbert arched his back. Oz smirked at him.
"Mmmm Gil I've missed moments like these with you." Oz moaned. Throwing his head back. He pushed into Gilbert slowly. Gilbert whined.
"Please Oz. Don't hold back." Gilbert wanted him and Oz to have this moment because he didn't know if they'd have another like this again. Oz smiled at Gilbert.
Now tell me all the years we've been apart...
Gilbert sat there on the edge of his bed. One again smoking. Gilbert looked over at Oz who had now had himself dressed.
"You leaving?" Gilbert asked, taking a deep breath. He almost didn't want Oz to go.
"Don't worry, Gil." Oz said, holding Gilbert's face between his hands. "If you ever need me just call." Oz said, placing a passionate kiss on Gilbert's lips then walked away. Gilbert crushed his cigarette.
"She'd be so disappointed in what we've become, Oz." Gilbert said. More so to himself. Oz wouldn't hear him. Stuff like that didn't bother Oz now.
On the coldest winter night...
it's too cold now...
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