Epilogue starts... now:
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Their hands twisted together, wedding bands paired, mimicking their bodies. Their noses touched, their foreheads touched, their everything touched. Their hearts beat as one. They breathed as one. Sheets covered their bodies but did not separate them. They were connected with love and the aftermath of their consummation.
One was tiny, blonde. He was curled up into the side of the raven-haired one with the velvet voice.
Scars slice through the blonde one's arms, legs, body. Yet he is peaceful. The cause is gone.
The black-haired one has an undesirable word etched into his stomach, but the other's arm reaches across it, concealing it. It was given to him the same day he acquired the scar near his hairline, on his forehead.
They are awake, but silent, content to stare into each other's eyes. They are happy, as their trouble had been terminated, incarceration for life.
"Adam?" The blonde one spoke softly.
"Yes?" The raven-haired man smiled as he replied.
"I love you."
"I love you, too, Tommy. I love you, too."
~Fin~