Part Five: Oregon

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They were staying at a comfortable hotel until they could get jobs and get that "crappy studio apartment" that Raven had promised Jordan, as well as hopefully purchase a car, seeing as they can't drive the motorcycle once winter hits.

The sun was setting on the beach. Jordan and Raven both had their swim trunks on, but neither one fully went into the cold ocean, merely standing where only their feet would get splashed with the chilled water.

Raven had slid Jordan's baby pink button-up over his shoulders to keep him from getting cold, even though they both knew that was ridiculous, seeing as it was over eighty degrees outside.

"How's the beach? Everything you thought it would be?" Raven asked, nestling his face into the crook of Jordan's neck.

"It's nice," Jordan replied, happy not only to be on the beach, but also to be in his boyfriend's arms without getting disgusted glances from strangers. "Though, I thought the water would be warmer." That made Raven chuckle.

"I wanted to ask you something," Raven said, "even though there's a risk that I'll sound scared."

"What's wrong?" Jordan asked, suddenly worried.

"Nothing's wrong," Raven assured him. "It's about something you said in Colorado, about wanting to get married?" He had meant for it to be a statement, but it came out more like a question. "Is that something you want?"

Jordan laughed softly. "I would love to marry you someday," he said, reaching behind him and playing with Raven's soft black hair. "Maybe soon?"

"Don't push it, I'm not ready for marriage." He saw a frown form on Jordan's face. "Yet," he added hurriedly. "But I would love to marry you, too."

So the couple stood on the beach until the moon came up, happy that they had decided to risk everything to come to Oregon to start a new life. They were excited for what the future held because no matter what happened, they'd have each other.

And that was enough.

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