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Post by John Bristow on Feb 22, 2012 15:53:51 GMT -5
"It didn't" John said, recalling the first night he'd met him "you found it."
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Post by László on Feb 22, 2012 16:08:09 GMT -5
He laughed gently.
"But John, I wasn't looking for it."
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Post by John Bristow on Feb 22, 2012 16:09:35 GMT -5
"You never look for love Laszlo, you either find it or it finds you. The ones that search for love, are the ones that never find it."
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Post by László on Feb 22, 2012 16:24:42 GMT -5
"I never thought of it that way. Well. I never though of it, really."
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Post by John Bristow on Feb 22, 2012 16:40:16 GMT -5
He leaned back on the bed, pulling Laszlo along with him. He wanted to ask Laszlo if he loved him too, but he didn't dare.
He knew he cared and at the moment, that was enough.
"Some people can go their whole lives without ever feeling love, or loved; I couldn't."
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Post by László on Feb 22, 2012 16:42:55 GMT -5
László settled in next to John, one arm draped across the other man's chest. He settled his head in the crook of John's shoulder.
"I thought that was me." He said quietly, then looked up at John.
"Thank you."
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Post by John Bristow on Feb 22, 2012 16:49:52 GMT -5
John smiled and kissed him on the top of the head, leaning his head back on the pillows with a satisfied sigh.
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Post by László on Feb 22, 2012 16:53:21 GMT -5
Curled up together, warm, safe, László slowly fell asleep .
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