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For a long minute, the bar is silent.
“Who the hell was that?” Charlie says. Dee grimaces. She cracks open a beer and drains half in one go.
“That,” she says, with evident distaste, “was Dennis’s college boyfriend.”
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oh HELL yeah
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<3
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It’s been a long time since they were eighteen. That’s a long time to want someone. There’s probably an argument to be made that you can’t want anyone for that long, not really, but Dennis tastes sweet and a little like beer. He’s biting Mac’s bottom lip hard enough to hurt. He’s trembling, so Mac lets him do it; slides one hand up Dennis’s shirt to stroke his back, keeps hold of his wrist with the other. He can feel Dennis’s pulse skittering wildly under his thumb. Dennis pulls back for a second, finding his breath, and then he fits their mouths together again, slower this time.
“I used to think about you doing that,” he mutters. “Every fucking time you visited, I’d think about it, I was -”
He swallows. When he sways on his feet, Mac can feel it. He splays his fingers out over the small of Dennis’s back to keep him balanced - Dennis makes a soft, surprised sort of sound, and Mac wants to pick it up and keep it safe. He cups Dennis’s face in his hands instead and strokes his thumbs over the rise of his cheekbones, coaxing him into letting his mouth fall open.
It’s okay, he decides, that he wasn’t the guy who swept Dennis off his feet at eighteen. Dennis had a boyfriend and it wasn’t Mac - but Dennis also had a crush, and that was Mac, so there. Take that, leather-jacket-mystery-dick. They figured it out in the end.
“You had a crush on me,” he says, just to see how the words feel out loud. Dennis’s cheeks flush faintly.
“Shut up,” he warns. He’s trying to kiss Mac’s mouth again, failing every time because of the wide smiling curve it’s turned into - and Mac laughs, tilting Dennis’s chin up with his hands.
“S’okay,” he murmurs. “I won’t tell on you, dude.”
Dennis rolls his eyes. Mac duck his head and kisses him because he can, because he wants to, and because Dennis wants him to. He kisses him softly on the corner of his mouth, then the center. Dennis sighs into it, like he’s putting down something heavy. He folds both arms around Mac’s neck.
THIS IS HEALING .