…discreetly.

The most discreet kind of kiss was one that never happened at all.

They were lucky to be the kind of young men who could share such a kiss. Who could savor it.

To be able to brush past one another in a hallway, not even quite touching.

And yet.

And yet.

Somewhere very real to the both of them, that moment stretched on, and they were entwined, embracing, lips on lips for a thousand years.

Curled against one another, soft fingers, rough kisses.

Somewhere far away from it all.

And yet it was only for an instant.

And yet it was forever.

And the two men walked past each other. Places to be, things to do, world’s to change.

But it was real.

And no one could ever intrude, or take it away.

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