[CLOSED] we die young.

[mathieu 'mat' darren blank]

"I'm not going anywhere." He mumbled. He wanted to, but he wasn't. He looked over at him. 'I just got you back.' He wanted to smile at the words, throw his arms around him. But it was just words, right? They didn't mean he wanted him back, they didn't mean Dylan was going to ever be his again. He looked over at him laying in the sand, and leaned down, kissing him softly.

'WRONG. WRONG WRONG WRONGWRONGWRONG!' His head screamed, but he just leaned in closer, tracing his tongue along his bottom lip.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan drew in a swift breath, meeting the kiss tenderly, lips parting at the trace of his tongue. He closed his eyes. 'I'm gonna break one of their hearts...'
He didn't want to, didn't want to make a choice.

Gently he slid the key into Mat's back pocket again, where it belonged. But if Mat ever even showed up there, he would see the family was a mess.

[mathieu 'mat' darren blank]

He kissed him softly, slowly, his tongue touching Dylan's gently before he pulled away. He laid back in the sand, looking over at Dylan.

"I was never one for change.. I guess after awhile, I'll get used to it.." He mumbled, wrapping his arms around himself. His life was being balanced off a dying boy's apparently. He died, Mat died. And Mat guessed he was okay with that. The sooner the better. So he could finally get out of Dylan's hair, finally leave him alone.

"But I'll never take your ring off.. I dunno.. It's just.. Mat, I guess.. It's made an indention in my finger.. It's been there for three years.." He shrugged. He would get used to it, one day.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan tipped his head back, and then the kiss was broken on Mat's part and he bit at his lip. He hugged him close, stroking his cheek gently. "Change," He scoffed. "I sure as hell didn't handle it." He shrugged a bit, but his voice ad wavered.

He gazed at him. "Good, don't.." He murmured. "Cos I would hate for the one person I'll ever put a ring on to take it off." He shook his head. "I'm never gonna get married, you know? That was only for you...Nobody can ever replace you...they just...take the edge off the hurt I guess.. But they can't heal the wound."

[mathieu 'mat' darren blank]

"I'd still marry you, even if you asked right now. I know you never will, but I would.." He looked away, hugging him loosely. "If you would have just asked the day before.. If you wouldn't have waited.. I wouldn't have done that show.. I would have stayed with you, on the bus." He chewed on his lip, easily hiding the hurt.

"I'll get used to it.. You being someone else's. I'll just.. I dunno.. I'll.. I got your picture.. That's the o-only Dylan I need.." He choked back tears. Mat only ever stuttered when he was really upset.

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan flinched. 'My fault,' He thought bitterly, closing his eyes as he listened to him speak, stumble and stutter over his words. He opened his eyes.

"Mat..." He whimpered, feeling cold suddenly. "Mat..I fucked everything up so bad..."

[mathieu 'mat' darren blank]

Mat hugged him close, kissing him gently. He stroked his cheek gently. "It's not your fault, Dylan. There's so many things we could have done differently.. So many things we couldn't have done.. But in the end I just.. died. Now my life's depending on someone I don't even know. Who know's how long Mat's gonna be here now?" He kissed him again, then sat up in the sand, hugging his knees.

"You can blame yourself and give up or you can take your cards and run with it.." He shrugged. "In the end, I'll always love you."

[dylan flambyte parker]

Dylan's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Depended on someone he didn't know...? So..this wasn't perminant? A shaky breath passed his lips.

"I'd rather blame myself and give up," He mumbled. "Instead of watching you walk away no matter how much you love me. I'd rather end it all instead of live knowing I couldn't keep my promises...couldn't give you everything.." He swallowed. "I promised you the world and more, Mat. I said I would thriw everything else away.."

His shoulders shook as he hid his face in his hands.

[mathieu 'mat' darren blank]

"You were sixteen.. You couldn't put a wedding band on a gay man's hand, Dylan.." He pulled him close, running his fingers through the familiar hair. "I know you didn't-.. You didn't know what would happen, Dylan.. No one blames you.. You didn't know, Dylan.." He whispered, kissing his forehead. He kissed him softly on the lips, wrapping his arms around his neck.

"We thought forever was real, Dylan.." He stroked his cheek gently.

[dylan flambyte parker]

"I want it to be fucking real," He muttered angrily. He sobbed into his hands, fingers tugging at his hair, refusing to straighten up.

"I promised you my forever, Mat..and it isn't over... I don't care if I fucking put it on the wrong finger. I-...I wanted to ask you after that damned show where I could invite my family to see... I was so proud to have you... I lost so fucking much, my own fathers won't look at me without a flinch anymore.."