Confessions
Chapter 39
Not mine
Darkness, not oppesesive, as it had been for the past 400 years, but warm and comforting.
Soft voices, familar and welcome after hearing only eeiry whispers for hundreds of years.
Light, golden, warm, and loving, familar.
"Sandy," a voice croaked, a hand lifting, brushing Sandy's cheek.
"Koz?" Sandy asked, putting his hand over the one on his cheek.
"The one and only," Koz said, smiling up at the other man.
Tears started streaming down Sandy's face. "It's been so long Koz, so long since I've seen you, the real you," he whispered.
"Hey, hey, no crying," Koz said, pushing himself up, into a sitting position, wrapping his arms around Sandy and pulling the golden haired man into his lap, "I'm here, you, me, and Sera can be a family again. We can even have another kid if you want to," he said, rubbing Sandy's back soothingly. "Hey, look at me," Koz said, pulling Sandy's chin up to look him in the eye, "I love you Sandy."
Sandy smiled up at him. "I love you too Koz."