They Wrote Their Story In Stardust,
Two Souls Bound By Love, Unbreakable And Just.
In The First Light Of Their Love's Sweet Dawn,
Two Hearts Found Where They Truly Belong.
In the golden light of dawn, the Voight family's front yard was abuzz with the kind of excitement that comes with new beginnings. Zach and Sean stood side by side, their hands entwined, as they faced their parents. Mr. and Mrs. Voight, with eyes glistening with pride, and Mr. Sinclair, his smile speaking volumes of the joy he felt, were all there to bid farewell to the young couple.
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"Remember, this is just the beginning," Mrs. Voight said, her voice a tender mix of love and nostalgia.
Mr. Sinclair stepped forward, placing a firm hand on each of their shoulders. "And don't forget where you came from. Our door is always open, no matter how far you go."
With a final group hug that seemed to last an eternity, Zach and Sean climbed into their car, a modest yet reliable vehicle that would take them to their new home, an apartment they had chosen together, a symbol of their commitment and shared dreams.
As the car rolled away, the two waved back until their parents were mere specks in the distance. The journey to the university was filled with laughter, shared playlists, and dreams spoken aloud. They talked of the future, of the careers they would build, and the life they would create.
As Sean turned the key in the lock of their new apartment, the door swung open to reveal the modest living space they would call home. The sunlight streamed through the windows, casting a warm glow over everything. They stepped inside, their footsteps echoing in the empty room.
Sean let out a long breath, a mix of relief and anticipation. "We're finally here, Zach. Can you believe it?"
Zach chuckled, dropping their bags by the door. "It's hard to believe. It feels like just yesterday we were dreaming about this moment."
They wandered through the apartment, taking in the bare walls and the open space that they would soon fill with memories. Sean ran his fingers along the countertop in the kitchen. "I can't wait to cook our first meal here. It'll be a disaster, but it'll be our disaster."
Zach wrapped his arms around Sean from behind, resting his chin on Sean's shoulder. "As long as it's with you, I don't care if we burn the toast every morning."
Sean turned in Zach's embrace, his eyes shining with happiness. "Promise me something?"
"Anything," Zach replied, his voice soft.
"Promise me that no matter what happens, we'll face it together. The good, the bad, and the burnt toast."
Zach pressed a kiss to Sean's forehead. "I promise. Together, always."
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