Till Death Do Us Part

"I Love You" "....."

   Rory had finished up a long day at the hospital and was looking forward to going home to his husband. It was his day off tomorrow which meant it was their special date night. He planned on dinner, movies, and "cuddles" at home. Lately Will hasn't seemed like he wanted to go out much.

   "Babe I'm ho-o-o-me!" He called out. No answer again. He sighed. Was Will no longer happy in this relationship? He hoped not. He loved him. Loved him more than anything and he couldn't bear to lose him.

   Rory made his way through their house to the living room. Will was sitting on the couch, in the same exact place Rory had left him this morning. He walked over and placed a kiss on his cheek. Will didn't really respond but he seemed to lean into the kiss which reassured Rory.

   Rory left Will on the couch to go to the kitchen so he could start dinner. He spent the next hour making a three course meal and setting the table. Perhaps it was a bit corny but he set up the dining room to be dark, lit only by candles and flowers on the table. Not the most creative but a fool proof romantic evening.

   As soon as dinner was ready to be eaten he called Will to the dining room. He waited there for a few moments but it didn't sound like Will was coming. He called again. Again, no movement.

   Rory walked back into the living room. Will was still sitting there. "Babe? Ok fine, you want to be carried. I'll do it brat" he teased as he scooped his partner up. Will seemed to melt into his embrace. He was a bit heavy though, despite his smaller build. "You're getting heavy love. I told you to stop eating those chips you like and try some salads he told him. Will didn't answer. Probably a bit offended that Rory commented on his weight.

   Rory placed him down in his chair before taking a seat across from him. It was an adjustable table and Rory changed it to be smaller so that him and Will could be closer together.

   Their first course was a simple yet classy salad with a fruit vinaigrette. Rory started in on his and was a few bites in when he noticed Will hadn't touched his yet. He looked up at him. Will gave him a look and Rory had to roll his eyes and smile. Cheeky bastard. You want me to feed you. 

  He picked up Wills fork and speared some greens before leading the fork to Wills mouth. Some of the salad made its way in and Will swallowed it while some more fell back onto the table. The rest of the meal continued like this. Maybe Will took Rory's earlier comment to heart. Maybe he was not eating to "lose" weight.

   Rory cleared and cleaned dishes before returning to carry Will back into the living room. Rory sat down and back, pulling Will to lay on top of him. Their favorite snuggling position. He then grabbed the remote to start playing the movie that he put in earlier.

  As they watched the movie Rory stroked Wills back and placed a kiss on the top of his head. He noticed a sickly sweet smell wafting off Will. He would have to tell him that this cologne wasn't it. He placed another, longer kiss on his head and when he pulled his lips back there were a couple clumps of Wills hair stick to them.

   Perhaps he was shedding. It was probably for the best, as Will had extremely thick and curly hair. It would probably be lighter and feel nicer if it thinned out.  Rory brushes the loose hair from his lips. He noticed Will was cold to the touch. Poor baby. He was cold. Rory pulled the throw on their couch over them in hopes that it would help warm him up.

   The movie finished and the credits had rolled. "Man that was a cool movie. What do you think?" He asked him. No response. Rory should have known. Will wasn't a fan of historical dramas. "Well don't worry baby the movie might not have struck your fancy but I know you'll looooovee what I have planned next" he smirked.

  He carried Will into the bedroom before placing him gently on the bed. He placed some kisses on his forehead before moving to take off Wills clothes, being gentle and teasing in hopes to be romantic. He then took off his own before climbing onto the bed to place himself between his lovers legs.

   Before he started he took a moment to admire Will. He frowned. His loves usually beautiful pale skin was a bit purple in hue and there was a bit unsightly wound on his chest. "After the funeral tomorrow I'll take you into the hospital to get that checked" he said. Now answer. He was probably waiting for Rory to get started.

   Who was Rory to deny him his love. He went to work, entering him slow and gentle, being careful not to shock him, and started to place kisses along his neck. His was a bit taken aback when he didn't hear anything from Will. His neck was usually his weak place and usually when Rory focused on it he was loud. Was he boring Will? Did he need to spice things up in the bedroom to get the spark back? He also noticed that there was no warm pressure surrounding his member. Maybe Will was coming down with something.

   They could worry about that later. Tonight was their night to be passionate and in love and together. Rory continued until both he and Will were spent. He then then scooped him up to take him in the bathroom so they could clean up. Once the shower was ready he tugged Will in, working to lovingly scrub him clean.

   As he worked the loofa into Wills skin, quite a bit of skin came off. "I think we might need to get you some moisturizer. Your skin is getting a bit dry and flaky" Will didn't respond. He was pressed up to Rory, most likely lavishing in the care he was receiving. Rory chuckled. Will could be such a princess sometimes. 

  Rory finished cleaning them both up and frying them off. Once he did he carried Will back to bed to sleep. He placed him down and was just about to join him when his cell phone rang.

  "Hello?" It was Sebastian. "Hey." Rory answered. "Hey me and Joseph are going to pick you up to take you to the funeral tomorrow. We don't want you driving in your condition" Sebastian told him. Rory was confused by that statement but just told him ok and hung up.

   He laid back on the bed and brought Will up to his chest. He smelled much better from his shower but there was still a hint of that sickly sweet scent. Rory threaded his fingers into Wills, wanting to line up their wedding rings. He then noticed that not only was Wills ring missing, but his finger as well.

   Rory was worried. Why didn't Will have his ring anymore? Rory worried he was losing him again for the third time tonight. "Hey you don't go running off on me now." He chastised "I told you when I gave you that ring that if you accepted it you were stuck with me forever". Will didn't answer and Rory dropped the subject, dozing off.

  When Rory awoke that next morning Will was still asleep. Rory had to get ready for a funeral he was supposed to attend. He was going to let Will sleep, Will didn't need to be at something so sad.

   Rory dressed in his only black clothing items and went to answer the door when a knock sounded. He opened the door to a somber Sebastian, dressed in black as well. Sebastian offered him a sympathetic smile before leading him to his car. He didn't ask where Will was and Rory wasn't going to mention it. He wasn't going to sell Will out or disturb his rest.

   They got to the cemetery where the funeral was being held and Sebastian left him to go up to a podium. He started giving a eulogy about the deceased. Mentioning how the deceased was a great friend or coworker and other things. Rory wasn't really listening. He wasn't even sure who the funeral was for.

   When Sebastian finished his speech other attendees approached Rory saying things like "sorry about Will" or "we are so sorry for the loss of your husband". Rory was confused. Did they have the same suspicions he did that he and Will might be drifting apart? He didn't know why they felt the need to discuss this right now when the focus should have been on the deceased.

   Sebastian dropped Rory back off at home and he gave him a quick farewell before heading back into the house. He entered and was making his way to the bedroom to see if Will was up yet when he stopped suddenly by the shelving in the living room. His eyes were drawn to two urns. Him and Will had bought them in preparation for when they died. They planned on cremation so that future children could then take the ashes and spread them over every significant location from their lives. For some unknown reason, as Rory looked at it he was overcome by overwhelming grief.

  Rory shook it off and wiped his eyes before going on his way to wake Will up.

Little did he know Will wasn't ever going to wake up again and he hadn't been able to for a week.