Only Hope: Part Four (Ending)
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"So I lay my head back down
And I lift my hands and pray
To be only yours I pray
To be only yours I know now you're my only hope
I give…"
Finnegan
"I guessed it right though!" Bran was blushing hard after I planted a kiss in his cheek. We were playing a guessing game from the stories I read him and if he guesses wrong, I get to give him a kiss.
When he accidentally found my journal, he asked me about why it had his name. I told him and so we had this game where he guesses the next happening in the story after retelling a few parts of one.
Right now, we're inside our shared apartment where I had asked him to move in with me. After the surgery and his recovery, there were lots we talked about. When he was ready enough to take in more information, I confessed.
We cried. Both of us. But in the end, our tears were of happiness.
Of love.
Of hope.
"You remember the day you left?" I asked my lover as we snuggled on each on the couch while watching a movie. Bran hummed and nuzzled his nose against my chest.
"I went looking for you. I didn't know I could be desperate. And then when I asked one student if he has your number, he said you didn't have one."
"Is that why you got me one?"
"Mm. But...why didn't you have one?"
"I didn't feel the need for it. But now that I have you, I can use it all the time."
I was grinning from ear to ear. I do love his texts and calls when we're away from each other.
It's been months since his recovery and another semester has started. I get teased by the department again but this time it's because I'm love struck and often sneak visits to the Commerce building to peek on my beautiful boyfriend. I've been hailed as the handsome stalker in Bran's faculty.
"So...when did you fall on love with me?" I asked. The movie is now forgotten as I slowly laid Bran's back on the couch and hovered on top of him.
He smiled warmly and brought his hand to caress my cheek. "I met you before. I've been in and out of the hospital when I was in middle school. One day, I saw you with your father giving gifts to kids with terminal illness."
No wonder he seemed to have recognized my dad. I listened to Bran's story as I lay next to him.
"I wasn't in that ward but I often went there to sing a song to one of the kids. That day, the gifts you brought were only enough for the kids but when you saw me, you looked really sad and disappointed. You ran."
"Why would I run from you?"
Bran chuckled and pinched my side. "You ran to find a gift for me. When you came back, I had already sung Mandy Moore's Only Hope to my friend five times. You were full of sweat from running but your smile was so wide, your gums were showing."
I pouted but Bran gave me a kiss on the lips. So, I was good.
"You bought a teddy bear for me with a fresh picked white rose."
"I did that?" I asked, astonished as to how we first met and... "I'm an i***t. I didn't recognize nor the bear that was staring at me the whole time at the hospital. I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Phi..." Bran said to me while meeting my eyes. "You've given me more hope and happiness than I will ever deserve. Because of you, I kept fighting to live. Thank you."
"I'll take all your thank you's. Take mine, too." Carefully, I wrapped Bran in my arms and kissed his eyes, his nose, his lips. "Thank you for coming to my life... For fighting to live... For loving me.
I love you, Bran. Don't ever leave me again."
He nodded, our lips grazing and it feels electric.
"I love you, too." He said and it made me so happy, I captured his mouth and this time turned our kiss deeper.
This is love. And I never knew that it can make someone so happy, never knew that I'd feel so overwhelmed with feelings yet content.
Bran has loved more than I have him. So, I promised to myself that I would shower him with more love every day. And at night I always pray... I pray to have him as mine and mine alone. And I pray to be his and his alone.
"I love you..." I whispered as I made love to him. Having him in my arms, being inside of him, nothing can top it. And nothing compares to the love and the smiles he gives me every day.
This is my Brandon, my everything. And when he calls my name and tells me he loves me, I feel special and I feel invincible. Like I have all the hopes I could get in this world.
"I love you too, Finn."
"My Brandon..."
///the end///
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