Steve followed after him and nodded. “Of course I’m okay to spend the night. Bruce…” He trailed off and, once inside the other’s bedroom, he turned and framed the other’s face with his hands. “I love you,” he said softly. “I love you because of your amazing mind and your wit and your candor and your heart and strength. None of that is contingent on us having sex. I told you when we started dating, I would be as patient as you needed me to be for as long as you needed. That’s not changing.”
Moments like this made Bruce’s heart melt. He leaned in to kiss Steve, arms encirclong his waist and pulling him close. “You’re perfect, Steve.” He murmured against his boyfriend’s lips, smiling at him. “Never let anyone make you think otherwise.”
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