Hands gently stroked the cheeks of the crying boy; stormy grey eyes stared deeply into the wet emerald ones. Blonde hair blended into black as the boys embraced, pale lips kissed the side of tear stained face. Not a word was uttered but, I care, I'm sorry you're hurting, how can I make it better? I love you; it was all said without words.
The two boys lay together on the bed, black haired boy pressed to the blonde's chest; they were young, maybe too young to be dealing with the pain they were drowning in.
"I love you" two voices whispered as one.