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Lang can feel a cold breeze as he wakes up, Harry stole the entire blanket again. He smiles to himself and grabs a spare from the closet. He climbs back into bed and puts his arms around Harry, kissing the back of his head. He lays there wide awake for 30 minutes, just holding Harry. No matter how hard Lang tries, he can’t fall back to sleep. He sighs and sits up. A million things going through his mind. “The things you do to me.” he whispers under his breath.
Lang puts on one of Harry’s hoodies and goes downstairs, tears starting to form. He sits down in front of the fireplace, silently crying.
“Buddha?” Tony asks gently, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, just thinking about things.” Lang answers.
“You know you can tell me anything, right? I’m always here for you.” Tony says as he sits down next to Lang.
Lang sighs. “It’s Harry.” He pauses, not knowing what to say next.
“What about him? Is he ok?”
“Yeah, he’s fine.” Lang pauses again. he stares at Tony before saying, “I’m in love with him.” His gaze shifts back to the fire.
“Oh.” Tony pauses. “Like IN love with him?”
“Yeah.” Lang says through tears.
“Then why are you crying?”
“I’m scared. I haven’t felt this way since Donnie. Part of me doesn’t want to let him go, but I know he’s not coming back.” He pauses. “I miss him.”
Tony sighs. “Me too.”
Tony lays his head on Lang’s shoulder before saying, “You know that cheesy saying, ‘If you love something, let them go’?”
“Yeah, what about it?”
“Maybe Donnie is the something you need to let go of if you want to live your life to the fullest. You can’t wait around for him forever. You need to let yourself love again.”
Lang starts crying harder. “But I can’t. I don’t think you understand how deeply I loved that man. I thought he was the one. The one i’d grow old with, the one i’d get married to.”
“I understand more than anyone, but he’s gone. He’s not coming back.” Tony says as his eyes start watering. “Maybe Harry is the new Donnie. Maybe he’s the one now.” He pauses. “Do you see yourself marrying him?”
“yes.” Lang says immediately. “I see myself growing old with him too. that’s what scares me.”
“Don’t be sad it’s over, be happy that it happened. Donnie taught you what love feels like. That’s beautiful.”
“Yeah.” Lang says, dragging out the word. “Thanks for talking with me. Sorry I woke you up.”
“Oh don’t worry, I came down here for water.”
Lang gets up, and Tony follows. “I’m going to get some sleep now.” Lang says.
“Okay, love you brother.” Tony goes in for a hug. “Keep your head up.” he says smiling while patting his arm. Lang goes back upstairs and climbs into bed next to Harry. They lay in bed together, forehead to forehead. Harry wakes up.
“Good morning beautiful.” he says softly. Lang smiles as he says, “It’s 2am.”
“I love you, Harry.” Harry’s breath stops as he looks back and forth between Langs eyes. “I’m in love with you.” He elaborates.
“I… I’m in love with you too, Lang. I have been for a long time.” They lay there, just staring into each others eyes lovingly. “I’m so glad you told me. Will you be my boyfriend?” he asks.
Lang’s eyes drift to Harry’s lips as he says, “Of course.” the space between them grows smaller as they both go in for a kiss.