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Hunter stirred from his sleep, having felt eyes in him even in his slumber.
Turning sleepily towards the one he knew he would find there, right by his side where they belonged. The one always having been there and hopefully, the one who would remain there until the very end.
“Why aren’t you sleeping Cross? Something wrong?
Crosshair smiled, even if he knew Hunter could not see it in the darkness of their bedroom. But he could not help himself. Crosshair having been smiling a lot over the years. Ever since the two had been reunited all that time ago after everything.
“Quite on the contrary Hunt. Everything… is fine.” Crosshair collected his thoughts before continuing as having been caught, well, he had not been prepared for Hunter to wake up while he was doing his night time activity. Admiring his parter. “I… I just… I can’t believe how lucky I am, love. To have you. Still here with me. Loving me the way you do.”
Hunter blinked, once twice, his vision settling to the darkness. His gaze on his partner for the past twenty odd years their eyes locking, finding the familiarity there like it always was. More so, fondness and… the love they shared.
Something which warmed Hunter’s heart to no end even after all this time.
“I’m the lucky one sweetheart. Always have been.”
Hunter’s hand reached out, cupping Crosshair’s face in his palm. His fingers softly soothing the hairs of his partner’s short and now turned all white beard.
It was only moments ago Crosshair had done the exact same thing himself to Hunter. While having spent hours observing his sleeping beauty of a lover, Crosshair’s favourite pastime when he could not sleep. Admiring the strong features, the grey streaks of Hunter’s hair as he did. Almost touching but not really daring never wanting the spell to break, until he could not resist…
“I guess we both are… lucky.”
“Yeah… I guess you are right, love. We are both very lucky indeed.”
Crosshair leaned in, closing the brief gap between them, as the two were never far away from each other, not even in their sleep. Crosshair’s lips finding the familiar counterparts he knew all too well how they felt against his own.
Heavenly.
Kissing Hunter.
Something Crosshair knew he was meant to do ever since the beginning a long, long time ago.
“I love you Hunter.”
“I love you, Crosshair.”