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I waited until the last minute to give you this letter, I know. I would have told you myself but I've never been good with things like this, confessions of love and whatnot.
To be honest I have no idea how I can have such strong feelings for somebody like you. Hey it's common knowledge, you're a dick dude.
The logical person would have been Stan. He's respectful, caring, and has told me on several occasions he'd go to hell and back for me.
While you on the other hand have told me if you're going to hell you're dragging me with you. I've never been sure how to take that.
However here I am. Writing you this letter and wondering how I ended up you, Christophe Delorne, yet at the same time thanking the God you hate so much that I did. It's almost ironic.
You have your good points too.
Do you remember that time Tweek was showing me his new puppy, the one Craig had gotten him? You thought it was some killer guard dog and tired to save me from it, you threw yourself between me and the dog in some last heroic act.
You looked like an idiot screaming and waving your gun at that golden retriever. It made me realize how much you actually cared.
You know I never forget how different we are. Like night and day at times.
But it's our differences that have kept us from falling apart more than once. I like to think of you as my equal and opposite reaction. I'm an equation but you're the answer. We need each just other make any sense at all.
When it comes to the forces that have pulled us apart over these few years your work stands out more than anything. I keep telling you that you're going to get yourself killed out there. You never listen to me though, about anything.
I guess you finally did. You went and got yourself killed.
You died and there wasn't anybody to hold you this time. Gregory said it was quick and painless but I know that's a damn lie. You never were a quick and painless kind of guy.
No there was only one way out for you and I'm sure it envolved blood.
It's times like this when seventeen feels so old Christophe. I was going to wait until you got back home to tell you but now this is as close as I'm ever going to come; I love you.
A/N: It's very short and not something I would normally post but I hope you enjoyed it!