~MCD SHITPOSTS~

Stage right exit

Garroth is leaning into Laurence. There's warmth in his eyes and a smile on his lips. Those words that he's wanted to say for a while are coming up.

He can't see the face of whose officiating them. He thinks it might be Zane. Dante and Travis stand to the opposite sides of them, with Katelyn and Aph following.

Friends sit in the audience. An excited whisper passed through the room in a circle.

Laurence is reminded of small things. The merry-go-round where Garroth dragged him too one night. The coffee talks in the morning. The afternoon snuggles. The dark days where they whispered their fears and promised they would be there.

Garroth smiles. He can tell Laurence isn't really there. He says the magic words.

"I do."

Laurence's face splits into a smile. A toothy one that Garroth loves, because it shows off his dimples. Zane asks Laurence a question. Laurence opens his mouth.

Laurence wakes up in his bed, tears streaming out of his eyes and moonlight flowing through his window. There is no warmth of a body next to him.

Garroth is asleep. And he had been, for a long, long, time.