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,,I love you thomas, I love you so so much." ,,I love you too. Please, don't cry love. Its going to be okay, I promise." ,,How am I supposed to be okay without you? You are my home, you are where I belong." dylan sighed deeply and looked into the eyes of his love. they were shining, the last time, only for him. thomas patted on the side next to his bed, signalising dylan to come next to him. he stood up and laid next to thomas. he slowly wrapped his arms around his partner. thomas rested his head on dylans chest, his hands reaching for the others one. he twisted their fingers together. the room was quiet, only filled with their breathing. neither of them wanted to destroy anything when they even had so less than ever. dylan placed one hand on thomas cheek, the other one still holding his hand. tears escaped his eyes, one after another. ,,Are you cold? Your hand is a bit cold." ,,No, not really. I'm good right now, dont worry." thomas chuckled, looking up to dylan. he saw the look in his eyes, his pain. he was sorry. he truly was. he never wanted to hurt him. he didn't deserve it. ,,Listen Dylan, you are going to make this. You can do this. You are strong, maybe even stronger without me. I believe in you. I always did. I always will." thomas voice got more quiet the more he said. he slowly started to cry too. ,,We will meet again, I know it. Don't spend your time being sad. You are too precious to be sad. I will always watch you, I won't ever forget you, I promise. But you have to keep fighting. For me. I will wait for you." tears were streaming down his face. his breathing got lower and more quiet with every breath he took. dylan looked down on thomas, connecting their lips the last time. he put everything in this kiss. his pain, his endless love for thomas, his grief. it was a desperate kiss. thomas cuddled himself against dylan once again. dylan moved his thumb slowly over thomas hand after they found their way to each other again. he sighed deeply and sniffed. ,,I love you." he felt a squeeze against his hand and he smiled sadly. suddenly the room was only filled with his breath and the squeezing stopped. ,,I always will."

dylan went to his grave. ,,Such beautiful flowers. Making it look pretty but at the same time they are rotting and dying. You don't deserve to die too." he sighed. he put his hand on the stone and read the letters. the stone was probably cold but he didn't feel anything. but he did feel the hand on his shoulder. ,,Come on, don't be like this. Its painful to watch you. I told you I would wait for you but we have to go now. We can come again even though I don't know why you would want to come here." dylan rolled his eyes but turned around. ,,Even dead you are the most impatient person I've ever known." ,,Oh, now we are joking about it?" ,,Sure, what did you think thomas?" now it was his turn to roll his eyes. ,,Take me home." thomas chuckled and took his hand. ,,I'm your home." they started walking and with every step they took, they vanished a bit more.

"thomas and dylan o'brien
two human who left us to soon
hopefully they found each other again"

and they did.

(this is what stands on the stone) 
I never planned on letting thomas live btw
ITS KIND OF A HAPPY END OKAY, FIGHT ME

this is the end gays, I hope you enjoyed it and don't hate me now because of this 

I love you all <33