A/N Well…this is it. 110 pages, over 60 thousand words and a few of the most interesting months of my life and the first thing I have ever published is over. If you made it to the end I want to thank you with all my heart because it means the world.
Thanks to everyone who favorited the story, reviewed it and sent me the most amazing comments via PM.
But I have a special thank you to deliver before I let you read the last few words of this story.
Thanks to my beautiful Marijana who made me publish this when I was being my usual "deleting everything I write" self.
And thanks to Sara who, until the last page, remained the biggest support of my writing and this story.
For the last time I own nothing but the slightly misspelled words you're about to read.
I love you all *kisses*
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"Stupid Shane and his stupid promises and his stupid everything!"-Reed was mumbling under his breath as he stared at the supplies closet in his artistically decorated New York apartment.

It's been almost 8 years since the scared, wounded and broken boy came to Dalton, found friends, fell in love and graduated from said school as a complete, healed person. Everything about him was different.

Well not on the outside. He was still small, his hair was still strawberry blonde and curly, his eyes still earthy brown and warm. But he was chatty and quicker to laugh and talk to people. Nightmares were now a "maybe once a year" kind of thing and he was happy.

Okay, he was happy most of the time.

"I'll always be here when you need me, Bambi."-he mock impersonated Shane's voice-"Well I need you now and I don't see you here, so how does that work?"

Glancing up at the closet once again he sighed and turned to get a chair when a smiling figure in the doorway made him trip and stumble directly into the tight embrace of the person in front of him.

"Hey Bambi!"-Shane giggled at the bewildered expression on Reed's face as he saw him.

"Shane…but I thought you were on tour until Thursday."-Reed said feeling the peace he always felt when Shane was around slowly return to his body.

Shane was a dancer and his company landed a big break when they were invited to do a national tour that lasted two months. He was happy when he was dancing. But the time away from Reed just wasn't all that great. He missed his miniature miracle every minute of the day, so when the director told them they would finish a few days earlier he was the first one to buy a plane ticket home.

"We finished sooner than we thought. Now, care to tell me what I did to piss you off?"-he laughed at Reed's stunned expression.

At his question Reed remembered he was, actually, pissed off before the tall man came home and he just wasn't gonna let him get away with it easily.

"I have an exhibition in three days. And I still have two paintings to finish, and so I needed new brushes and paint and I came here to see that you put them on the top shelf and I can't reach that. Why would you put my things on the top shelf anyway?"-he recited in a single breath and then scowled when Shane laughed.

"Because it doesn't really make a difference."-Shane answered amusedly.

"What do you mean it doesn't make a difference?"-Reed said still frowning.

"Don't take this the wrong way but you can't reach the bottom shelf either."-the dancer's smile was still blasting at full force.

"That's not true!"-Reed said offended.

Shane cocked and eyebrow at him as a challenge and the smaller boy sighed angrily before marching to the closet and reaching up with his hand. He perched himself on his tip toes and reached as far up as he could but he was barely able to touch the underside of the bottom shelf.

Curling back down he huffed annoyed.

"Okay so I'm a midget."-he crossed his arms on his chest and glared at Shane who just couldn't help but laugh like crazy. He skidded across the hallway ad scooped Reed up in his arms until the shorter boy wrapped his legs around his waist and his arms around his neck.

Shane leaned in and claimed his silky lips in a kiss that conveyed everything they shared over the years. They kissed languidly for a few minutes, Reed never afraid he was heavy in his arms and Shane never feeling the extra weight like something he would want to let go. They were perfection together.

Breaking the kiss Reed sighed and touched his forehead with Shane's.

"I may be a midget but my love for you is gigantic."-he said with a cheeky smile and the eyes that clearly said "yes I'm cheesy so sue me".

Shane laughed even louder at this as he looked at the perfection in his arms. His personal miracle.

"My dorky, cheesy, eccentric, smart, funny, beautiful, sexy, clumsy, perfect midget is what you are."-his eyes darkened and he suddenly remembered that they were apart for two months.

With Reed still wrapped around him he entered the bedroom and lied him on the bed covering his miniature body with his own; so much different than his but so perfect for it.

He looked down at him and kissed him one more time before they forgot about the world together.

Later that night, with Reed curled around him as they filled each other in on the things they had missed while they were apart Shane glanced at him and smiled at the perfection their naked skin painted on the soft sheets of their bed.

He carded a hand through his curls and lifted his chin towards him.

He placed a gentle kiss on his lips before breathing a single whisper against them.

"I love you Bambi. I love everything you are."

The end