The 12 shades of pinks, reds and orange sprung across the bare sky as two men set up a picnic full of sandwiches, cake, dips and biscuits on top of the lush green mountain top, a world away from the hustle and bustle of the town beneath.
The faint laughs heard from the mountain as the brown and blond talked their harts out to each other, looking out on the beautiful painting infront of them.
"I never thought I could love someone the way I love you, Newt"
The brown haired boy said quietly, easily, before slightly repostitioning his body on the tree's body, wraping his arms around the blond boy just a bit tighter, pulling the warmth closer to him and closing his eyes softly.
"And I never thought I could love again, Thomas"
