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Photograph - MaskedMexican

Photograph – MaskedMexican One Shot.

Genre; Pure Fluffy Fanfiction.

Words: 2,824

Warning; This is pure fucking fluff. It gets kind of sad, though.

It'd been about a month since the last time they saw each other, but to Max, it felt like a decade. He missed him. He missed him so damn much. They'd been dating for a few months now, but kept it secret due to certain things. Max understood and accepted the conditions that came with loving Ohm and none it changed how he felt. Their secret meetings were enough for now. Every time they'd visit each other, Max took a picture of them together. He didn't want to forget these moments they shared when they were together. Each moment was precious to them. Each memory was cherished. The two spoke every day and Max knew Ohm's decline in health was holding him back from another meeting any time soon. He was worried for Ohm more than anything and if it comes down to it, he'd take time off to go take care of him.

Max sat on his couch, Malcolm by his side. His eyes were staring at the wall, blank and lost. I miss him. His mind was racing with that phrase. He couldn't bring himself to calm Ohm, though. He wasn't in the correct state of mind to do so. Ohm would be able to tell something was wrong as soon as he spoke. Max gave Malcolm a few pats on his head before standing and retreating to his office. He took a seat in his chair and put his head back. The thought of having to call Ohm soon made Max slouch in sadness. He didn't want Ohm to be suffering or sick. He didn't want him to feel alone during this. Max logged into his computer, searching for the "pictures" document. He clicked open on it and a gallery of pictures came up. All these pictures were of him and Ohm, together. Some were expected, others were taken randomly, but each had a significant memory.

An hour flew by and Max was only half way through his picture gallery. He spent his time looking through every photo, having the memory of each one come back to him. Max knew he should stop, but he couldn't bring himself to. He could quite possibly lose his boyfriend due to something that might not be able to be helped. And that thought crushed him. Max and Ohm were friends for years and now that they were dating, he felt that losing him would hit him much harder than anything else. "I love you so much," Max whispered. His hands trembled as he stared at the picture on the screen. The time they went on a walk around the small town they'd met in. They asked for a stranger to take a picture of the two from the back, holding hands. The place was covered in snow and it was a perfect opportunity for a great picture. He remembered Ohm being completely embarrassed when the stranger mentioned how perfect they were for each other after he'd taken the picture. He remembered Ohm clutching onto his hand as the picture was being taken. He remembered every little moment of every picture. Ohm means that much to him. Max clicked through the next few pictures before stopping again. Wow, Ohm looks really good in this. The time they met in Chicago, just two months ago. Ohm was in a pair of jeans and a loose t-shirt. A watch wrapped around his wrist. He stood there awkwardly next to Max. Max, clad in a pair of jeans and tight shirt, was standing on one leg, the other extended. He was leaned downward to give Ohm a kiss on the cheek. The only thing shown was Ohm's little smile and their bodies.

This picture caused Max to give a small smile. Ohm had been so hesitant to take the picture due to them being in public. "People might recognize you!" Ohm had said to him. He asked a stranger to take the picture anyway, not caring if they were recognized. The two had thanked the lady that agreed to take the picture and the lady had come to realize who Max was. She said nothing to them, though. Max knew she knew who he was. He'd given her a wink and put his finger to his lips to tell her to keep it a secret. The lady had understood, grinning at Max before walking off. Ohm was oblivious to the exchange, but seemed to not really care about it. Max gave out a quiet sigh, biting his lip. His phone rang and he knew it was Ohm. He grabbed the phone and hit the 'answer' button.