whats in a kiss by any

Alastair’s face is right above his when his eyes flutter open, his mouth stretched in a radiant, wide grin.‘Hello,’ he murmurs, his fingers playing with the hair strewn over Thomas’s forehead. ‘There’s my favourite person.’‘Here I am,’ Thomas agrees, hearing his voice come out raspy and feeling Alastair’s responding shiver under his hands. ‘And here you are, my heart.’Alastair leans down and kisses him, and Thomas drowns in the sensation.But when he pulls away, Thomas opens his eyes and sighs: there’s no Alastair above him, just that same old bedroom ceiling Thomas has become more than familiar with.A signature at the end of a letter. An epilogue of a novel. The final refrain of a long, epic poem. Or: five times Thomas dreams of Alastair kissing him and wakes up feeling a mixture of conflicting emotions, and one time he doesn't