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|Lukas |•Epilogue•

I stared at Mathias as he painted the walls I couldn't reach. This stupid wheelchair restricted so much of my height and it only brings back teasing from Mathias.

I remember now that we would always bicker over who was taller, it was him, but would I ever tell him that? No way, I'm always right.

After working his ass off for the past two or so years, we could finally afford a house, well, an apartment that was handicap accessible.

So, we'd just moved in and we were finishing the bathroom with paint so the movers could bring our furniture for all of the other rooms.

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Mathias has been nervous lately and I know exactly why. Our six year anniversary is coming up and he wants to take me to a museum, but he's most likely scared I may be shot again.

No matter how often I tell him how unlikely it is, he doesn't believe me.

"Babe?" Mathias popped his head into the living room, wearing only a towel. I took a moment to admire his torso and how hot he looked.

"Yeah?" I looked up at him. I'd been adjusted on the couch, wearing just one of his shirts since we were painting earlier and I didn't want my clothes to get messy.

"Are we going out tomorrow?" He bit his lip, running his hand through his damp hair.

"Of course, I have clothes picked out and everything," I nodded, shifting my upper body to look at him better. "I just need you to take me."

Mathias nodded, coming to sit next to me. He kissed my head, smiling softly, "I love you, thank you so much."

I kissed his nose in return, "I love you, but why are you thanking me?"

Mathias pecked my lips, "For trusting me."

"Of course I trust you," I pecked his back, "You saved me after all."

He grinned brightly before kissing me gently, pulling me close.

God, I love this man with all of my heart.

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