Samandriel touched his lover's face, reaching up with his other hand to move the one on his shoulder to his waist. He wasn't going to stand for distance between them, not after everything. "I love you," he said simply, "why wouldn't I come back?"
He curled his wings around Mitchell, embracing him in a way he'd always imagined before but could only finally do now.
Leaning in, he brushed his nose lovingly against the other man's, "one of these days, I'm just going to have to marry you so you can be absolutely certain that with you is where I belong."