Fic: The Very Best
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Pairing: Zach/Shaun
Rating: S for sappy
Notes: For
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Disclaimer: Still not mine.
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Zach walks up to where Shaun is sitting on the beach and plops down into the sand beside him. The sun is slipping beneath the horizon, seemingly stuck on the waves at the edge of the world where it holds them captive, painting them with shimmering light before sending them slowly on their way to caress the shore.
“What’re you doing?”
Shaun turns to look at Zach, smiling as he takes in his wind-blown hair and slightly sun-burned cheeks. His eyes wander from blue eyes to strong nose to irresistible mole before settling gently on soft lips. Words about love and home and joy and peace float lazily through his head, composing sentences that speak of commitment and forever and you so own my heart. Even though he doesn’t have pen and paper, he knows he’ll never forget a single syllable. He responds softly because it’s hard to speak when your heart is full of happiness.
“Writing.”
Zach rests his head on Shaun’s shoulder. “Is it good?”
Shaun nods very slowly, taking Zach’s hand in his. “The very best.”