#47- Moon
Kelly likes to watch Matt sleep with nothing but the moonlight.
Kelly was well aware of just how cliche it was of him to watch Matt sleep. But he didn't care. There was just something about watching Matt with the moonlight shining gently.
Matt looked younger somehow. It was as if sleep melted away the cares that the years had piled on. And Kelly was looking at the kid he'd meant all those years ago.
The kid who'd instantly captivated him with his blue blue eyes and amazing smile. Who'd made his way into his heart before he even realized. Who was and always would be the love of his life.
When Kelly watched Matt sleeping in his arms he could forget all the mistakes he'd made over the years. All the times he'd pushed Matt away when he should have held him close. All the times he'd kept quiet when he should have said something. All the time he'd wasted with nameless women that he could have spent with Matt.
Maybe that was part of why he loved watching Matt sleep. What did sleep matter when he was spending time with Matt? Holding him close. Soothing away any bad dreams.
"I love you Matt." Kelly whispered. Only the moon was a witness to his whispered confession. Someday he would be able to tell that in the light of day. Until then he'd let the moon keep watch.