Just Be Mine

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Title: Just Be Mine
Author: millionstar
Pairing: Belldom, can be seen as AU or Non-AU, your call
Rating: PG I guess
Summary: I don't know exactly. Been thinking about love and the loss of it and how lucky people are when they are able to get a second chance at it.
Disclaimer: I don't own these two, no profit is being made, and no offense is intended. This is Fiction.
Author's Note: No beta this time, just a bit of therapeutic writing on my part. For Jenn and Lou, for showing me kindness. x

A copious amount of blushing was going on between the two men sharing the bed.

In a way, this could be seen as ludicrous, mostly because they were already intimately familiar with each others bodies. They knew how to please each other. They knew how to make good use of the bed they were presently occupying.

Regrettably, they also knew heartache. As a result, they had spent five months apart.

Tonight was their first night back together, which might explain some of the blushing. This was a new start, the proverbial turning of the page.

"Say it again," Dominic whispered, "please?" He closed his eyes and waited with baited breath for his lover to indulge him.

"I love you."

He shivered in Matthew's arms, glancing up into his eyes. "I sometimes wondered if you hated me. I hated myself, hated my insecurities."

"Hate you? I never stopped loving you. I tried to, for a day or so I tried hard to hate you. It was laughable, really." Matthew giggled, and Dominic realized how much he'd missed the sound of it. "Hating you was never going to be an option, I loved you too much."

Dominic took a deep breath. "This is on me, and me alone. I fucked up."

"I'm not interested in placing blame. Why should you be punished for needing time to search out what you really wanted? Moments like those don't make us weak, they make us human. They make us real. I would have given you more time if you had needed it."

"It hurt you. I'll always regret that."

He pulled Dominic close. "I have absolutely no intention of looking back. All we can do is move forward."

"You are full of grace, an actual angel," Dominic whispered, "and I'm not at all sure that I deserve you. You waited for me."

Matthew wrinkled his nose. "Angel? That's no fun. Perhaps I'm a demon and I've simply bewitched you beyond measure."

"I would fall asleep at night thinking about this."

"About me as a minion of Satan? Kinky. Please, do go on."

"No, silly, about the sound of your voice, of the way you make me smile, among other things."

"What other things?"

"Lose the shirt and I'll tell you." Dominic challenged. Matthew raised one eyebrow, but sat up and pulled the soft black cotton tee over his head and tossed it aside.

"That skin, Christ, how I missed it."

"Such objectification, Mr. Howard," Matthew laughed, "Am I nothing but a boy toy in your eyes, a mere plaything? Am I but a mere bag of extremely desirable bones?"

"Lose the boxers and I'll show you," Dominic winked, "and this time, I promise you that I'll never, ever let you go." He reached for Matthew's hand, squeezing it tightly. "Never. Ever."

"You're...you're sure?"

"I promise you, I am."

"I meant it when I said that I had no intention of looking back, Dom. I also mean it when I say I can't go through that again. If you're sure, I'm yours, because I can't imagine my life with anyone else. I just need you to be sure," Matthew whispered. He looked up, Dominic seeing for the first time the tears in his eyes sparkling in the moonlight. "Tell me you're sure. I don't need apologies, but I do need you to be sure now of what you want."

Dominic sat up. He wiped Matthew's tears away with the pads of his thumbs and smoothed thick tufts of black hair back from his eyes. "I'm sure; I love you. I plan to spend the rest of my life existing solely to make you happy. I'm sorry that I caused you even a single second of pain." He kissed Matthew, softly, sweetly, and when they parted, he heard Matthew whisper between kisses to his cheek.

"It's our second chance. Don't be sorry. Just be mine."