The End

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Title: Drunk (Epilogue)
Author: anewlife92385
Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: This is all made up. Sort of. Well, it never happened to them. As far as I know. But we can always hope, right?
Feedback: Yes, please!
Author’s Note: Yes, my friends, the journey has come to an end! I hope you’ve all enjoyed yourselves! I know I have. Love to you all!

Here are links to chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, and 9



I walked away from the door and sat down on the couch once more.

I had made my choice and I was going to make sure I didn’t go back on it. And so I needed to think for a moment, how to proceed. How to calm my pounding heart. I laid my head down on a pillow and closed my eyes. Trying to slow down my racing thoughts.

I awoke to the sound of a particularly loud clap of thunder. I looked at the clock. I had been asleep a little less than an hour. Well, I decided, it was time.

I stood up and walked slowly back to the guestroom door. Placed my now-steady hand on the knob and quietly pushed it open.

The room was dark.

"Billy?" I whispered.

"Yes?" Came the reply, quick enough to reveal that he hadn’t been asleep.

"Having trouble sleeping?" I asked, entering the room and sitting down on the bed, as Billy switched the light on.

"Yeah. The storm, I guess. Why’re you still up?"

"I couldn’t sleep either. But not because of the storm."

"Oh? What, then?"

"Billy, I lied to you."

"Lied to me? About what?" He asked, sitting up a bit.

"Listen, Billy. I’ve wanted to tell you this for a long time, but I’ve been too afraid. The only time I’ve ever been able to show you how I really feel about you has been when I was drunk. But I don’t want to be drunk anymore. I want to be sober. I’m tired of living a life with my senses dulled and my brain muddled with unrequited love. I’m putting an end to it today.

"Billy, I’ve loved you since the day I met you. Loved you like I’ve never really loved anyone else in my entire life. When I’m with you, nothing else seems to matter. I can be myself, and be truly happy doing just that. You’re my entire world, Billy. I need you like I need air to breathe. Not only are you my best friend, you’re the person I want to spend the rest of my life with. I love you, mate. With all of my heart.

"I know you’ve never felt the same way about me, but I’m telling you this with the hopes that maybe, just maybe it’ll stir something inside you, and you’ll realize that we’re meant for each other, Billy. I know we are. Please trust me. Please. Love me."

During the course of my oration, I had taken Billy’s hands in my own and I now squeezed them gently. Surprisingly he didn’t pull them away. His eyes began to fill up with tears.

"Dom…Dommie…I…don’t know what to say…"

"Just tell me the truth, Bills. Do you or don’t you love me?"

A long pause. Then he whispered,

"…I’ve…always loved you Dom…"

"I know, Billy, I know, but I mean as more than just a friend-"

"So do I!" He broke in, more forcefully.

"What?!" I dropped his hands in surprise. This time, it was his turn to take my hands in his.

"Dom, I said I’ve always loved you. When I saw you for the first time, and your eyes shone so brilliantly with the glow of youth and passion. I knew it was love. I’d never felt that for anyone before, and I never have since. I could see in those eyes that you had been hurt in the past, and I was afraid to be anything more than a friend to you, for fear that I would hurt you if anything ever happened in a relationship. I wanted to protect you. I knew I would never forgive myself if I let you get hurt. I know now that I have and I never will forgive myself.

"When things started to happen between us, that’s why I wanted to get away, that’s why I found Ali, to try to spare you further grief. But it only made things worse. I should have just told you the truth. I’m sorry Dommie.

"I didn’t realize that you never knew I was in love with you, too. I especially thought that when you talked to Ali, she would have told you. That’s why she left me. When I told her what happened, she was upset, but willing to work things out. That’s when I told her I was in love with you. Like I said, I thought she had told you that, and that’s why I didn’t say anything about it when you said you didn’t love me anymore. I thought you were too angry with me to ever love me again."

"Wait!" I interrupted. I couldn’t believe what he was telling me. It seemed too wonderful to be true. But there was one question in my mind.

"But if you thought I knew, then didn’t you tell me that was why you slept with me?"

"Because that wasn’t why I slept will you."

"Huh?"

"All the times I could have and didn’t, that was because I loved you. When I slept with you, it was because I knew you wanted to and because I was drunk and horny and curious. So I didn’t lie. If I had acted on my heart and not my cock that night, I would have curled up in bed with you and held you until we both fell asleep."

"Oh…Billy…"

I couldn’t believe that all this had gone on for so long. What idiots we had been! We had been so scared of hurting ourselves and each other, that we had been blind to the fact that we were both madly in love!

"Billy, I love you…so much."

"I love you too Dom, but aren’t you forgetting something?"

"What?"

"Your girlfriend?"

Oh, shit. Evey.

"I can’t help that. I don’t love her. Never did. She’s not here right now. She won’t be back for a few days. I’ll just have to tell her the truth when she gets back. It’ll break my heart to hurt her, but there’s nothing else to be done. It would be unfair to stay with her when my heart belonged to another."

"I suppose you’re right."

"’Course I’m right, wanker! I’m always right!" I smiled and ruffled his hair. He grabbed my hand and brought it to his lips.

"Stay with me tonight." He said. "Let me hold you like I should have done the last night we were together."

"All right." I said, climbing into bed next to him.

"No, turn away from me, so I can hold you. Yes, like that." He put his arms around me and hooked his chin over my shoulder. I twisted my head around to look at him. God, was he beautiful.

"Billy, this feels like a dream."

"I know, Dommie, but it’s not. It’s real. I promise."

"I’m a little bit scared. To love you this much."

"I know, me too. But it’ll be okay."

"I know. As long as I have you."

"As long as we have each other."

"Aye, as long as we have each other."

We lay in silence for a while, listening to the rain pound on the roof.

"Billy, I love you."

"I love you, too, Dom."

I smiled. And then had a thought.

"Billy?"

"Yes Dom?"

"I’m glad we’re not drunk."

I could imagine his lips slowly curling into a smile.

"Me too, Dom."

And we fell asleep to the sound of the thunder and the rain.

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