A.N. If you wonder is I got the stuff about Connor's parents from canon, don't, I pulled it out of my ass.
Connor used to wish on stars. He'd stand out in the cold of dusk and wait for that first star to appear in the blue-black sky and he'd make his wish.
He'd been doing it since before he could remember. He used to wish for toys and bikes and games and then when he was twelve every night he'd stand outside and with for his parents back.
He was fourteen when he stopped wishing, finally accepting that a wish on a star could not bring his parents back.
He'd believed so clearly that that acceptance had almost been worse then loosing them in the first place.
Connor has started again after he had met Nick and Stephen. He had wished for them, it had been halfhearted, almost mocking, as if he were daring it to come true.
And then it had, he'd always wondered a little about Nick and Stephen, but he had never believed they'd want him.
When Stephen had kissed him he couldn't breathe and when Nick kissed him he couldn't stand.
That evening after that first time Connor had stood in the starlight and made another wish.
Please don't let it stop.