epilogue
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It's been 5 months since Lance went missing and killed JC, since JC caught pneumonia looking for him and still went looking again, since Lance came back and found JC gone...since JC and Lance found each other.
They're still together, they always will be, even when they're not. Lance still looks at JC like he's the most beautiful thing in the world, because to Lance, he is. JC still watches Lance when he sleeps and wonders how come some people aren't as lucky as he is to have found the rest of his soul in another person.
Aaron is gone, Aaron isn't even a distant memory, it was never about him, it was always about JC and Lance. He was nothing and they both know that, now Lance knows it a little more.
They both still have the same dream, and they know it, too, because once JC woke up in the middle of the night and shook Lance awake. And he had to talk about the dream and Lance confessed he had it, too, and they took it as something that was bound to happen when two people slept in the same bed for two straight years.
They don't try to hurt each other anymore. And neither one of them ever wakes up alone.
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