Chamber by Chamber // Snowbaz

Hello...

~ 127,422 WORDS AND 256 PAGES LATER... the end. I originally was planning to tag people that gave me the most support, but then I realized that the amount of overwhelming support I've received is just too much to tag some people, because I know I'll miss so many. I would like to say a huge thank you to just everyone who has stuck with this fic through the year of my writing it. It has been a such a wonderful journey of self discovery for me, and when I started it, I expected nowhere near this many reads, votes, comments, etc. Fanfiction writing has been something that has helped me come to so many conclusions in my life, and it's helped my grow so much as not only a writer, but as a person. Everyone on this app feels kind of like family, and so I'm definitely emotional right now with this being my last post. (Although I might end up posting two more for challenges I joined. Oops.) You all will definitely still see me on this app, I'm not going anywhere!

In celebration of this change, I've made an extra long last fic for you today. I vividly remember receiving a comment that said "How dare you cheat me out of a Snowbaz wedding!" So here it is. I so hope I don't disappoint.

Please, please let me know what you think with comments, and give me some farewell messages if you so decide to. I love ya'll so much, so I hope this last fic finds you well. It's going to be so dreadfully hard for me to click that 'completed' button.

With all of that being said, and without further ado...

Enjoy, my loves. ~

Final OTP Prompt: Simon and Baz are getting married. They've made choices which require both of them to say goodbye to many things... but also one big hello for the rest of their lives.

*Simon's POV*

    It was a bit weird, saying goodbye to something that had been such a big part of our life together. It's where I started cooking, where Baz started writing, where we first... y'know... (And again and again, after that, too.) I s'pose it was only a matter of time since we had just bought a house together. Nothing too big or glamorous, despite what Baz had wanted. (I usually won if I kicked up enough of a fuss.) It was big enough for the both of us to live comfortably (and of course we had to live next to Penny) with our dog Crup, but small enough that it wasn't obnoxiously large for us. We didn't need much space, after all. And it was supposed to start the next chapter of our lives together- which was much needed.

    But there we were, saying goodbye to our first (and last, I guess) flat, and I was bloody tearful. I had always been emotional. Baz said it made me well 'adorable' but I didn't think so. It's just that we had so many firsts in our first home, just us, and it almost felt like I wasn't ready to say goodbye yet. Almost.

    "Simon, love. The movers are waiting downstairs," Baz took my hand, and I guess I realized that I didn't need a flat to feel at home. My home was wherever Baz was. It took me a long time to realize that... too long. I looked up and Baz smiled when he wiped the tears off my face. "Ready?" I took one last look around to say goodbye for the last time. To the bloody food stains on the carpet that Baz always yelled at me for. To the place where the chairs were, when I'd climb on his lap to distract him from his reading. To the kitchen, where he'd always come up from behind me and wrap his long arms around my torso when I was cooking something new. To the bedroom when we first... and then to the living room that held similar memories... then the kitchen...

    One time Penny had walked in on us while we were having a bath (we were too caught up in each other to hear her come in) and from then on she always yelled her presence whenever she came into our flat. I had floundered about like a fish drowning. (Baz always told me that's not how it works, and then I'd tell him if humans could drown in water, then fish could drown in air.) Baz just smirked and kept mouthing on me. (I wasn't really in a place to whinge... I half-arsed yelled at Penny to leave and come back later.)