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Milk.

The smell of smoke and the dim light of the flame filled the room as he burned the pages, the pictures, the drawing, the memories. Tears dared to spill from his eyes into the flames as the emotions took control of him. He collapsed and sobbed, shaking and shivering with every tear. The memories of when they had first met ran through his head and he cried harder. 'God fucking damn it Keith why did you go, you of all people, the only person who truly knew who I was, the only one who I truly loved with all my heart' Lance thought as he whimpered. Lance just sat and watched as all the silly pictures of Keith and him burned, all the drawings Keith did for him, just watched as they turned to ash. He was hurt and damaged and yes it was just a break up, it really wasn't anything too serious, but when you've been dating someone for almost a year and he just decides to not come home one night and not text you and not reply to you, it really hurts. Lance stopped crying and just watched the fire. After a while everything had turned to ash and it was all gone.

Few years later

Lance was in the process of moving out of his 3rd home. He was getting kicked out because of a noise complaint 'stupid loud noise complaint, stupid neighbours, wHY COULDN'T YOU JUST MIND YOUR BUSINESS!' Lance shouted. A loud 'SHUT UP!' Was shouted back. As he was throwing all his clothes into a box he came across an old t-shirt. It was black with a rip in the shoulder, there was a little image of Mothman on it and the words "I want to believe" under the image. Lance started to remember the days when he was still 16 and was madly in love with an idiot who had a shitty mullet. He took his shirt off and threw the old one on, it fit him like a glove, just how he remembered. As he finished packing his last box he decided to get a snack. Lance walked to the little kitchen that he had and went into his practically empty fridge to get some milk. He grabbed the milk carton with no effort at all "What?!" Lance shouted again. The milk was all gone, right when he wanted to have cereal. He groaned and grabbed his wallet and keys. Lance stepped out of his little apartment and walked down the wooden stairs. He walked for 10 minutes to the local grocery store near his home and grabbed a little basket as he stepped in. He went to the dairy section, grabbed a bag of milk and went to empty checkout. He set the bag down on as he grabbed his wallet out of his pocket, not looking up at the counter. "Lance?!" The cashier blurted out. Lance shot his head up and nearly dropped his wallet. "Keith!?" Lance shouted, again. "Is that my shirt?" Keith asked with his usual low and cool voice. "Where the hell did you go!" Lance shouted again as tears fell from his eyes. Keith was shocked when he saw Lance crying, Lance never cries. "Lance I'm so sorry, I couldn't tell you that I was moving to Texas and that we wouldn't be able to see eachother because I knew it would break your heart, I'm truly sorry Lance" Keith explained as he untied his cashier apron. Lance sniffled and Keith came out and hugged him. They hugged for a while. "Wanna come back to my place for a bit? I can rent a movie and we can start where we left off?" Keith broke the silence with this question. "I would love to." Lance replied with a smile. He kissed Keith's cheek and they walked out.

*****

Keith and Lance were happily married now and were having an argument over cereal. "You get the milk this time! I had to go get it last time!" Keith shouted from the kitchen to Lance who was in the bathroom doing his skin care routine. "ACTUALLY KEITH I HAD TO GET THE MILK LAST TIME, WHICH WAS 3 YEARS AGO!" Lance shouted back as he applied the green tea face mask. "ACTUALLY LANCE YOU DIDNT EVEN BUY THE MILK LAST TIME, WE JUST LEFT IT THERE AND I LOST MY JOB!" Keith replied to Lance. "FUCK I FORGOT THE MILK LAST TIME!?" Lance shouted and then groaned. Keith laughed as Lance started to wash his face off and put on more acceptable cloths than just boxers and an old ripped mothman shirt. This was the truest love.