"How...how do you even deal with this?" Simon choked out, he felt his sore throat close up, and his eyes well with tears. "This overwhelming feeling," he pulled his knees up to his chin, "of love. I can't even handle it." Baz looked at his boyfriend sadly. "That's the feeling I've felt for 7 years, Snow," he said, his lips curling into a grin as he leveled out Simon's medicine. ----- The art is from part-time-mage.tumblr.com The paragraph above is from paint-on-my-laurels.tumblr.com I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS, THE COVER, OR THE PARAGRAPH ABOVE. ALL RIGHTS GO TO THEIR RESPECTED OWNERS.