Love Is Love

Be true

Jon's POV:
After many comforting words me & Lin were both huddling over Lin's phone. The letter had been pre-wrote and sent off to the news and the tweet was about to be made public. We had an attachment of pictures of Stacy and a few of them together since they don't count in the 140 characters, all we had to do was click the button on the bottom right of the screen. Just before I moved my finger to press it Lin grabbed my arm pulling it away, I looked to see his tear stained face and he was frantically shaking his head.
"Lin, look at yourself. You are in a state, with or without me and your parents, you need help. You need support, we agreed not to get you a therapist but... Well, we need to do this for you okay? You look after the kids for Stacy and you smile for me, but you are doing nothing to help yourself. This will help you."
He slightly nodded but I didn't believe it for a second.
"Tell you what, this is your life. You press the button. I want to see you take the first step."
He looked at me heavily sighing and closed his eyes as he clicked send, afterwards he exhaled heavily as if he were holding in his breath.
"You did it!"
Lin eyed me with no change in his expression whatsoever. He lacked all enthusiasm and the new Lin, the depressed Lin, replaced his facial features. The bags under his eyes somewhat looked darker than before and his face looked worn and calloused. This was the Lin I didn't want to see at all. I simply pulled the poor man into a hug as he tensed but soon relaxed into the embrace raising his arms to hug back lightly, his phone began to light up rapidly but I shut it off as Lin's face was still turned into my shoulder. Instead I picked me and himself up and made more coffee, we're going to need it in the next few days. I returned with steaming hot cups placing them on the table and rushing to take the phone off him before it turned on.
"Here's the plan. At least ninety eight percent of the comments on there will be support. I will read them to you ignoring the hate because I fear once you read one you'll do something drastic and you're depressed already. Right now we are going to hang around the house enjoying the rest of the day without the burden of the kids, you can go as you please but cannot leave the house. If it makes you feel better neither can I. Fuck, Lin, I'm five years younger than you but it feels like I'm your parent. This has got to stop, you cannot grieve about Stacy all your life. I know it's cheesy but you have so much more ahead of you, I mean look at what you've done! 21 Chump Street, Bring It On, House, In the Heights, Hamilton, and the list goes on! If you're thirty seven years old and have done all of that you've got so much more coming your way. Just, I know you need time but you also need to open your eyes. Think about it okay?"
I looked down to see him staring at the floor, he didn't even nod but I took it as a yes and gave him his coffee. Gratefully sipping it he kept his head down and I went to get mine continuing with tidying up after Lin. The man was broke and we were running out of appliances to fix him. I added milk and sugar to my beverage as I pondered on what to do next.
"Jon?"
I heard faint taps on my door and got up to open it.
"Uh... C-Can I have the keys to the study?"
Heavily sighing I slowly shook my head and he nodded quietly in return.
"God it didn't take long did it?"
Just before he turned to leave I chucked the keys on the floor.
"You can but if you refuse to leave by dinner then... Well, it will show your lack of improvement. Okay?"
Lin slowly cracked a smile speedily walking to the study as if it were an old friend, shutting the door behind him and locking it before I could say a word. Guess he's gone then. His phone was on the table next to the sofa in the lounge so I quickly checked the social media's reaction to Stacy's death.

Omg Lin! Are you ok?
I AM CRYING 😭😭😭
Oh no! Keep us updated!
RIP ship :'(
Good! He can go back to Vanessa now! 👍

I frowned at the last one but I suppose not everyone is going to be supportive, many celebrities had retweeted it begging Lin to come back to social media to say whether he was okay. I decided to tweet on his account a few reassuring words:
@Lin_Manuel:
Hey guys! This is Groffsauce. I've taken Lin's phone to stop him from reading the hate comments. He's locked himself in the study right now so I guess he's okay? I mean he does write a lot so I think it's normal. Anyway see ya!
I sent it off watching the replies, likes and retweets instantly multiplying and eventually shut off his phone placing it carefully where I saw it. I turned on the TV for a bit flicking through the channels until I heard sobbing in the background. Shit... Lin. I ran to the door to the study slamming my fist against it shouting for him to unlock it immediately. After a while I started ramming my body against it to open the door but Lin gave in after hearing the noise and unlocked the door. Thankfully he wasn't hurt in any means, thank god, but he was clutching a piece of paper close to his heart so tightly his knuckles were turning white.
"L-Lin what's that?"
"I-It's Stacy's w-wedding vows."
He broke into another fit of sobs as I grieved for the fact that not only have I lost Stacy, I might be losing Lin too.

AN: ONE OF THE POEMS THAT I WROTE IS GETTING PUBLISHED TOMORROW!!! See ya in the next chapter!