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Von Kaiser wanted to tell his friend about these feelings. These newfound feelings were amazing. He'd realized by then that they weren't always there, but they still came around sooner than he thought.
He wanted to go to the Frenchman's house, sweep him off his feet, give him a long hug and a short kiss, get down on his knees, and propose to him on the spot. The cute little fantasy made him giggle like a schoolgirl with a crush-
A schoolgirl with a crush!? Von Kaiser snapped out of this little fantasy upon realizing just how immature he was acting. He was much too mature to do such important things upon impulse, and though it does paint a very nice image, it is an illogical one, thus ruining the fantasy for him almost completely.
Still, in spite of that, he wanted to share this euphoria with his friend. He wanted to become someone of romantic interest to Glass Joe. But…how would he approach him? Oh dear goodness, what was he going to do with these feelings!?
The German snapped out of his thoughts once again when he heard a cat mewing. He looked to his feet and saw Monica, a black kitten he adopted from the shelter in New York, and he yelped as he picked her up from rubbing on his legs, "Monica! Tut mir leid!"
He held the cat and asked more quietly, "Hast du hungrig?" While he didn't get a nod from the black cat, he did suppose it was about time they ate dinner. Almost wordlessly, he filled her bowl and pet her before he went to make himself a quick meal, but lo and behold, he thought of Glass Joe once again. Verdammt! Now he wants that wonderful man off his mind! Please, soon enough! Not while he's in France, just a block away from the Frenchman's house…
He stopped what he was doing. Maybe it would be worth it now. He didn't have to leave for Berlin for a few days. He can afford to go. It's so much, but so little time.
Petting his cat, he told her a brief goodbye and left the motel. Perhaps it was time he did something impulsive for once in his life.
+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~ Two years later… +~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~+~
Von Kaiser walks into Glass Joe's house, and the Frenchman greets him with an Eskimo kiss and a sweet, "Mon cher, where were you?"
The German laughs and wraps his arms around his lover/former best friend, closing the door behind him. "I was getting the last of my things, honey."
Glass Joe laughs, then takes Von Kaiser's left hand. He initiates a kiss on the lips and Von Kaiser's face reddens swiftly. "Joseph…" the German breathes nervously, and Glass Joe doubles over in laughter. "Come on! We've been together for two years now, we're moving in together …"
There is a gold band on his ring finger. "…and we've gotten married, yet you're still nervous!?"
Von Kaiser stifles a laugh, but he surrenders and lets himself be vulnerable for once. "Oh Joseph. I'm so sorry. I just need to get used to this becoming a regular thing."
Offering another peck on the lips, Glass Joe giggles, "Well, why don't we start by getting you used to living with me?"
Von Kaiser laughs in agreement, and they start unpacking his things.
The couple sleeps together that night and will finish unpacking tomorrow.
For now, however, neither of them know what utter bliss their life will be. They just let sleep overtake them as they lay in each other's arms, spending their last moments of consciousness whispering "I love you" in their respective languages. Monica kneads the blankets and lays between them.
It very beautifully paints an accurate image of what will be most of the rest of their lives.