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Epilogue

Cole Winters did not think Finnian Snow would get along with Ki 'Kimberly' Park. It just didn't seem like it should be within the realm of possibility, yet here they were, chatting like they'd known each other for ages. It was seriously messing with Cole's head.

Fin had insisted on tagging along to room 103 with him, claiming it would be good for him to. So Cole had to tell him about Kim because he knew if he didn't Kimberly would use it as an excuse to mess with him.

They'd morphed into something he might call friendship, which usually consisted of Kimberly finding excuses to mess with his head.

Everything was going surprisingly swimmingly, mostly because Kim enjoyed figuratively screwing with him over literally screwing him, till someone else joined room 103.

Finnian Snow doesn't understand why his boyfriend goes abruptly silent till he glances toward the entrance, where Cole is currently staring wide eyed. Kelsey ushered in a boy with light brown hair and mascara running down his tear stained cheeks from bright green eyes.

"Do you know him?" Fin asks.

"Yes." Cole manages to wheeze out almost inaudibly. In the short time they'd known each other he and Luka had become almost, sort of, kind of, maybe like friends. He'd been the first person to find out when Cole and Fin were dating, only lamenting the loss of a nearby hookup a little bit before congratulating him.

"Do you know why he's crying? We should invite him to sit with us."

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"Why exactly did you think I'd freak out?" Fin asks calmly once Cole finishes explaining he and Luka's... history. They're still in the Town Hall's parking lot, sitting on the car bonnet.

"Because it's different from Kim."

"So? What kind of freak gets worked up about his boyfriend's exes. They're exes for a reason." Fin shrugs. "Besides it's not like you even dated. Unless one and a half hookups count."

Cole groans, mentally cursing Luka for mentioning that detail. Fin and Luka had gotten along well, almost to well, and Cole thought he'd been transported to bizarro world without realizing it because nothing was making sense anymore.

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Cole sighed, staring up at his boyfriend as he paces around his room, their room honestly since Fin spent most of his nights there instead of his room next door.

"Just open it." He says finally, growing tire of Fin's indecision. "What's the worst that could happen?"

"It could be a rejection letter."

"Or it could not be. You'll never know till you open it."

"Open it for me?"

"Fine you goof." Cole picks the letter of the bed and tears open the envelope, ready to read its contents aloud when Fin suddenly stops him.

"Wait, wait, wait. Let me just-"

"You got accepted!"

"You ass! I told you to wait." He yells, a grin spreading across his face despite his best efforts.

"I'd already read it goof." He laughs slightly as Fin flops onto the bed next to him, feeling stupidly giddy.

"I can't believe I got in! NYU here I come." Fin flips over to face him and the two of them lock eyes.

Fin isn't sure who snapped first, it's all such a blur that it could have been either of them, but soon enough he's straddling Cole, not sure if he got there by himself or if he was pulled, their lips locked together.

Soon his shirt is gone, then Cole's and he doesn't snap back to his senses till he feels Cole's fingers at his waist, pulling down his zipper.

"Wait." He pulls back and Cole's hands freeze were they are. He looks up at Fin, worried he's done something wrong.

"Do you want me to stop?" It's not like things hadn't gotten heated between the two, but even at that pants always stayed on.

"No. I just... I've never...." Finnian Snow is practically red now and he looks so cute this way Cole almost left him to stutter his way through his admission.

"I know you're a virgin Fin."

If anything Fin just gets redder. "God, why do you have to say it like that?"

"Because it's the truth? I don't see what the bid deal is." Then he adds, even though it kills him to. "Do you want to wait?"

Thankfully, Fin seems just as horrified by the idea as he is and Cole says a silent prayer to teenage hormones. "No. I'm just... What if I'm... bad at it?"

"At sex?"

"No at cycling. What do you think I meant?"

"I don't know. I'm not exactly thinking straight right now." Fin smiles a little at Cole's dumb joke, relaxing slightly. "Look, first times aren't supposed to be perfect that's why I plan to do it again and again and-"

"Ok, ok I get it, just fuck me already."

"Gladly."

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Remeber when I said this was going to be short? Well, turns out I'm a liar. Unintentionally of course, but still.

Anyway keep an eye out for the sequel.

- I. Tamilore Onkọwe

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