"That’s bullshit." He grits his teeth and suddenly sits up. "You’re the one who kept us together." His voice is firm and resolute. "When you were out there, being fabulous, working on your art and your career and making a name for yourself, with me loving every moment of your success,” he pauses a second. “Even if it hurt to be away from you, I always knew I had you, Justin." He looks into your eyes. "You never, for even a moment, let me fear that I’d lost you. You always found a way to keep our lives involved. You kept us together. You did it."
You let the loving and all-encompassing feeling of his trust in you wash over you, and it rejuvenates you, fills you with new hope and dreams. You search his eyes for any residal pain and find nothing but relief. "I want us to be together, Brian," you tell him.
"Tell me," he asks. "Where do you want us to be?"
"No." You shake your head. "You tell me. After all this, I don’t care. I can draw anywhere I want—as long as I have you." You let him absorb this for a moment. Then you put your finger below his chin and tilt his face up to look into his eyes. "I want you to decide."
And he smiles.
These words are why I enjoy this fic so much. *wipes tears*