Love Overcast // (ManxMan)

=Chapter 33=

Sebastien: When you fall asleep while watching a movie and wake up with a stiff neck but still trying to be stylish as fuck.

[Sebastien]

*~*~*

You know you're in love

When you can't fall asleep,

Because reality is finally better than your dreams.

Or when you can fall asleep,

And you dream about your reality,

Just as it is.

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[x]

"I am thankful for finally having a big happy family!" His voice ricochets off the walls like a chorus of angels, stating his utmost thankful occurrence of the year. A family of 12 is common occurrence, in fact, it may seem small in some cases. However, to a 24-year-old with a dysfunctional family of 4 to start with, it is an astronomical number.

10 amazing family members, himself, and an extra special man he loves just a little differently.

The man and engineer boyfriend sit to the left of his father, followed by the father's ironically motherly partner. Followed by a long-haired giant, a compassionate businessman, an ex-marine, a tiny vet, a hopeless romantic, his gym rat boyfriend, an aspiring artist and a mildly airheaded supermodel.

More often than not, there are 3 conversations happening at the same time, none of which the father takes part in. He sits silently at the table, with a content smile on his face as he digs into his plate of mix-matched Thanksgiving meal.

If someone were to tell him that this would be his life 2 years ago, he would probably scream at them to get back to their life and forget about happy endings. He still stands by that, because this isn't a happy ending.

What does he have that he is thankful for? One would think that being wealthy enough to be half a boss at just shy of 50 years old is more than enough. He has had a hard life after all, turmoil and clamour, washing away the elasticity in his heart strings.

His first love isn't glamorous as he thought it is. Love makes people blind, after all. It took him years and years of insanity, battling his own feelings, weighing what's more important than the next. In the end, he chose a family rather than a family. One connected by love rather than blood.

Of course, he still has his two sons, but that only makes his gratefulness for this change to double, triple into infinity.  

Hindsight really is twenty-twenty. Even in his dreams and he lives a possibly distant future. He feels as though it is only right for him to be grateful for all that has been said and done.

The pain, lies and tears. They made him stronger.

The comfort, truths and laughter. Only makes him feel like the luckiest man on Earth.

And to his special someone. He is the reminder that perhaps this simple dream, isn't so far out of reach after all.

Hindsight is twenty-twenty.

Even if someone needs to put a pair of brand new glasses on for you.

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[Sebastien]

Waking up with the back of my head against a hardwood surface is a bad sign.

Fuck... I drawl inside my own groggy head, definitely not ready to move an inch because that soreness is only going to make itself known. I breath in deep to muster up the courage and title my head, but a certain mass of weight pushes my chest down like a ton of bricks.