08-28-2020, 02:42 PM
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— all roman ever wanted from life was a family. people to come home to at the end of a long day. to breathe a sigh of relief at the sight of them because the sight of them alone could lift any stresses off his shoulders. his bond with his family had been so strong; they had been his place to call home. it absolutely broke the young man when they so easily walked out of his life. it felt like they took everything he had and left him empty, longing to find that idea of family again to fill in the spaces. he needed someone to call family. someone to love; someone to love him back. someone who was there for the long run, no matter how convenient it might’ve been to leave at any given time. fond eyes glimmered gently, heart racing proudly in his chest. after so long of searching, this was it. frank was family. there wasn’t anyone else more perfect to fill the void in rome’s heart.
loving frank was easy. he denied that to himself multiple times from the start. what an idiot he had been, he often scolded himself, for chasing after someone else when the true person meant for him had been right there standing in front of him the whole time. what an idiot he had been for even briefly breaking that man’s heart. though if it meant going through all of those tough times to wind up here, roman would’ve went through the pain and anguish a hundred times over. getting to know frank for who he was - the mess that was a damaged and war-torn heart - only made rome want to love him that much more. protect him. cherish him. never let him go. after all that he’d gone through in this messed-up life, frank deserved it. more than anything, he deserved it.
it had been easy to say ”i do.” his lips couldn’t help but break out into a smile, thumb gently brushing over the back of frank’s hand as the officiant asked the same things of franklin. frank smiled and it was the most perfect thing roman had ever seen. “yeah. i do.” he huffed a short breath through his nose, warm features staring at frank paired with a subtle shake of his head. of course frank would say something like that; he shouldn’t have expected anything else.
“well… it has been an absolute honor to officiate your ceremony this afternoon…”
there were moments roman made mental pictures of, wishing to never forget them. his brother’s arm around his shoulders as they walked down an empty street. sitting on the couch with ju in his arms, livvy asleep on his shoulder, and green playing quietly with gus on the floor a ways away.
and frank. so many moments with frank.
frank washing ashes and soot from roman’s tear-stained face with careful hands. when everything crumbled around him, roman hadn’t known where else to go but into frank’s arms that night. packing up his bags to move into their beat-up home with him. the house was old, creaky, and small, but frank had been the missing piece needed to make the place finally feel like home. as he stood there, eyes tracing over cherishing features and a rare smile, his lips twitched. he squeezed frank’s hand adoringly. he never wanted to forget this moment.
”by the powers vested in me, i now pronounce you married. you may kiss your husband!” guests clapped and cheered. he brought his hands up to gently caress frank’s face as he leaned in to press a loving kiss to husband’s lips.
he couldn’t forget it if he tried.
”c’mon, dance with me.”
“frank,” he complained as frank wrapped his arms around him, dragging him towards the crowd of dancing people. no complaint had ever sounded so fond. a hand grasped firmly around frank’s inner elbow as he let frank drag him along, a short breath of laughter falling through parted lips. eyes narrowed at frank’s playful remark. now he had done it. and franked seemed to know it too. “oh. so you want everyone to know you have two left feet?” as they started to sway to the music, roman drunkenly hummed a few notes of delighted laughter; he found himself hilarious when he was tipsy. he held onto frank. “don’t worry; i’m good enough for the both of us.”
as they danced and swayed, he couldn’t get over the fact that his husband looked so perfect. eventually as the song came to an end and they slowed to a stop, he wrapped his arms around frank as he was pulled into a loving embrace. eyes slowly slipped closed, taking in the moment. “thank you,” frank mumbled against his neck. ro held onto him even closer. “for loving me.” his lips couldn’t possibly fight the smile that twitched at his lips. one hand gently carded through the hair at the back of his partner’s head, detangling himself enough to press a small kiss to the side of his face.
"of course," he assured. starting to sway to the start of the next song, ro met frank’s eyes lovingly.
“you make it easy to.”
— all roman ever wanted from life was a family. people to come home to at the end of a long day. to breathe a sigh of relief at the sight of them because the sight of them alone could lift any stresses off his shoulders. his bond with his family had been so strong; they had been his place to call home. it absolutely broke the young man when they so easily walked out of his life. it felt like they took everything he had and left him empty, longing to find that idea of family again to fill in the spaces. he needed someone to call family. someone to love; someone to love him back. someone who was there for the long run, no matter how convenient it might’ve been to leave at any given time. fond eyes glimmered gently, heart racing proudly in his chest. after so long of searching, this was it. frank was family. there wasn’t anyone else more perfect to fill the void in rome’s heart.
loving frank was easy. he denied that to himself multiple times from the start. what an idiot he had been, he often scolded himself, for chasing after someone else when the true person meant for him had been right there standing in front of him the whole time. what an idiot he had been for even briefly breaking that man’s heart. though if it meant going through all of those tough times to wind up here, roman would’ve went through the pain and anguish a hundred times over. getting to know frank for who he was - the mess that was a damaged and war-torn heart - only made rome want to love him that much more. protect him. cherish him. never let him go. after all that he’d gone through in this messed-up life, frank deserved it. more than anything, he deserved it.
it had been easy to say ”i do.” his lips couldn’t help but break out into a smile, thumb gently brushing over the back of frank’s hand as the officiant asked the same things of franklin. frank smiled and it was the most perfect thing roman had ever seen. “yeah. i do.” he huffed a short breath through his nose, warm features staring at frank paired with a subtle shake of his head. of course frank would say something like that; he shouldn’t have expected anything else.
“well… it has been an absolute honor to officiate your ceremony this afternoon…”
there were moments roman made mental pictures of, wishing to never forget them. his brother’s arm around his shoulders as they walked down an empty street. sitting on the couch with ju in his arms, livvy asleep on his shoulder, and green playing quietly with gus on the floor a ways away.
and frank. so many moments with frank.
frank washing ashes and soot from roman’s tear-stained face with careful hands. when everything crumbled around him, roman hadn’t known where else to go but into frank’s arms that night. packing up his bags to move into their beat-up home with him. the house was old, creaky, and small, but frank had been the missing piece needed to make the place finally feel like home. as he stood there, eyes tracing over cherishing features and a rare smile, his lips twitched. he squeezed frank’s hand adoringly. he never wanted to forget this moment.
”by the powers vested in me, i now pronounce you married. you may kiss your husband!” guests clapped and cheered. he brought his hands up to gently caress frank’s face as he leaned in to press a loving kiss to husband’s lips.
he couldn’t forget it if he tried.
”c’mon, dance with me.”
“frank,” he complained as frank wrapped his arms around him, dragging him towards the crowd of dancing people. no complaint had ever sounded so fond. a hand grasped firmly around frank’s inner elbow as he let frank drag him along, a short breath of laughter falling through parted lips. eyes narrowed at frank’s playful remark. now he had done it. and franked seemed to know it too. “oh. so you want everyone to know you have two left feet?” as they started to sway to the music, roman drunkenly hummed a few notes of delighted laughter; he found himself hilarious when he was tipsy. he held onto frank. “don’t worry; i’m good enough for the both of us.”
as they danced and swayed, he couldn’t get over the fact that his husband looked so perfect. eventually as the song came to an end and they slowed to a stop, he wrapped his arms around frank as he was pulled into a loving embrace. eyes slowly slipped closed, taking in the moment. “thank you,” frank mumbled against his neck. ro held onto him even closer. “for loving me.” his lips couldn’t possibly fight the smile that twitched at his lips. one hand gently carded through the hair at the back of his partner’s head, detangling himself enough to press a small kiss to the side of his face.
"of course," he assured. starting to sway to the start of the next song, ro met frank’s eyes lovingly.
“you make it easy to.”
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I REMEMBER WHEN I USED TO FEEL
[abbr=26 years old, male, bluestem prairie, second-in-command]—[/abbr] it was beautiful .
[abbr=26 years old, male, bluestem prairie, second-in-command]—[/abbr] it was beautiful .