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The last thing Jayce remembers is Viktor’s synthetic hand reaching around his head, a flash of light. And suddenly there was nothing. Or everything. A vastness Jayce wasn’t ready for. A vastness he isn’t paying attention to. How could he when his Viktor is right there?
Viktor, all starlight and meteor showers, an eternity in front of Jayce’s eyes. Jayce looks down at his hands, his chest, to see the same milky way of light spread across his own body.
“Viktor,” he says when words fail him.
“Jayce.” And it feels like coming home.
Jayce moves somehow in this space, forward, forward, until he’s in Viktor’s arms. He holds him back at arm’s length to look at his face, but it is really him. The same curious glint preserved in amber eyes, the same sharp cut of his jawline. It’s his Viktor. He hugs him again.
“I thought I lost you.”
“You could not lose me,” Viktor says. “I would not leave you.”
“What about the world?”
“It will be reformed, elevated.”
Jayce’s fist still clenches around where his hammer is back on earth. There is no weapon here. There is only a galaxy of souls, there is only Viktor. Jayce doesn’t want to fight him. Not when he just got him back.
“Please, you have to end this,” Jayce begs. It’s the only weapon he has left. “I know you are trying to create a perfect world, to fix your imperfections, but you were always perfect to me, Viktor. No matter what happened you’re perfect. Perfect for me.”
The last part slips out and Viktor’s eyes widen at the implications. “For you,” he repeats.
Jayce nods. Because he’s not lying. He wants to show Viktor, wants to prove how perfect they are for each other, how unstoppable they could be together. He does the first thing that comes to mind and kisses him.
Jayce pulls Viktor in with one hand while the other settles along his jaw. He kisses Viktor with the force of the world ending. With all the tenacity, with all the desperation. He kisses him until the light of their bodies has become one.
And to Jayce’s surprise, Viktor kisses him back. He kisses Jayce like he’s something he’s missed and Jayce chases the feeling as he deepens the kiss.
Still, he wants more. He’s never known want like this, it goes beyond anything corporeal. He moved his hands down, feels Viktor’s form how it is now. The starlight is soft under his touch—a curve at the waist, a dip at his hip. Jayce maps out each star, each constellation.
Jayce’s hand reaches further, slips between Viktor’s legs and Viktor moans into Jayce’s mouth. Even on the brink of death, the edge of everything and nothing, Jayce has never felt so alive.
Jayce feels his way into Viktor and Viktor opens up for him. With the boldness of a thousand suns, Jayce continues. He doesn’t know what overwhelming Viktor might do, he could very well split the world in two. But he can’t stop now. Not when his desire is so in reach.
When Viktor finishes, his light permeates every corner of the universe. There must have been a moment where night ceased to exist. There was only Viktor and Jayce. Jayce and Viktor.
With all the beauty of a flower that blooms once in a lifetime, Viktor sighs. The world returns to its balance. Jayce can feel the weight of lungs in his chest again, but he doesn’t want to leave. He’s not ready to be Jayce without Viktor again. He refuses to be.
“I’m not going anywhere, Viktor. We finish this together. As partners.”
A moment of fear flashes in Viktor’s eyes—not ready to let Jayce die, but not ready to give him up. He nods and Jayce pulls him in. Whatever they started together will end with them.
“Thank you, Jayce,” Viktor says. But Jayce hears what they both mean to say.
I love you. I love you. I love you.