"You're like the beauty to my beast," Chad smiled. "The sugar to my tea. The Fiona to my Shrek."
"Fiona to your Shrek?" Ryan asked, raising his right eyebrow in the process. "First of all, we're human. Second of all, we're not green. Third of all, we're gay. Shrek and Fiona are as straight as a line."
"What I'm trying to say is that you make me a better person, and you make me whole," Chad beamed, placing a gentle yet slightly sloppy kiss to Ryan's lips.
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