Caught in You finale

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Bo closed his eyes, and, after a moment, he smiled. "I love you, too, Roscoe."

They stood there for a few minutes, Bo waiting for Roscoe to let go and move away. But he didn't. Bo couldn't feel any tension in him, nothing like someone who's about to move, or knows he should but isn't. After another minute of remaining as they were, Bo put his hand on Roscoe's arm. He didn't have any intention of pushing him away, or of hanging onto him should Roscoe decide he should go. He just stood there, holding on, and wishing he dared ask for more.

He felt Roscoe move, slightly, shifting the weight on his feet and picking his head up. He pulled on Bo, however, leaning him back and putting his chin over Bo's shoulder. Bo grinned, but didn't say anything.

He could wish for a dozen things, but he knew better than to say so. The peace and love he felt right now, the comfort and rightness of being here like this, would be gone as soon as they got into their vehicles and drove away. It would be gone the next time they saw each other, next time they spoke.

But it would be there the next time they stole away and hid behind the trees.

The End


Yes, I realise - no happy ending. But there's more to the story. Honest. I might even not wait a year or two before writing it.