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Lament (SA/SB) 5/5
Title: Lament
Author: Courtney (PrincessGwen16@aol.com)
Rating: mostly PG-13
Pairing: Astin/Bean
Warnings: open marriages and crying men.
Disclaimer: Don't know 'em, ain't mine, no money being made. It's fiction and fun!
Summary: Sean lets everything out.
Feedback: is always welcome!
A/N: Muchas thanks to my beta, Alec, and Niki.
Sean let out a sigh as he heard those words being whispered into his ear. "I missed you too," he whispered back, giving Bean a quick squeeze before slipping into the passenger side of his car. Bean hurried around to the other side, getting in quickly. He sat there, staring out at the street, seemingly debating on whether or not to turn on the car.
"Seano," he started. "I'm so glad you're here." He turned to smile at Sean. Sean smiled back, taking a quick look into his eyes and studying his face. He saw what he was looking for and it gave him a surge of strength. Sean leaned over and quickly kissed Bean.
"I never stopped loving you," Sean stated. "Never."
"I know," Bean replied. "I never stopped loving you either." Bean started the car and began the quick trip to his house. Their conversation was kept to few topics: his flight, the film and the latest gossip. The big conversation? That was saved for when Bean was ready and when Sean was able to control his heartbeat. No use in having a heart attack now. PJ would kill him.
Bean pulled into his garage, parked and made his way to the side door. Sean followed quietly, grabbing his luggage and locking up the car. Bean ushered Sean inside, taking Sean's suitcase and showing him to the guest room. Sean ignored the gesture and made a mental note to move it into Bean's room later. Bean led him to the family room and took a seat on the couch. Sean followed.
"Bean, I gotta...I gotta tell you something," Sean stammered. "I talked to Chris and she told me how stupid I was to let you leave like that. I wanted you to stay Sean, I did. I wanted nothing more than to grab you and make you stay. But I froze. Was afraid that if I asked, you'd say no. I couldn't let you leave like that. I realized how lucky I am. I have a wife who loves me more than anything. Gorgeous children. An amazing marriage. And this man who loves me. This man who is more complicated and incredible and sexy and smart, than I could ever wish for. This man I love more than myself. And he loves me too." Sean tried to fight the tears off, but they chose to ignore his wishes and spilled onto his cheeks. "And I thought of how much you mean to me, and how I tried to live without you there and I realized that I couldn't. I couldn't sleep, I was losing weight and fumbling lines. PJ ordered me to come and see you," Sean laughed. "Tell me you love me and we'll work this out. Show me that love is always worth it."
Bean looked up, his eyes red and his face wet with tears. "You mean that?" he asked. "That we can work this out? That we can do this?"
Sean reached out and grasped both of Bean's hands. "Oh God, Sean, of course. I'm not taking no for an answer. We are worth this. You," he squeezed Bean's hands and brought them to his chest, "you are worth this." Bean choked out a laugh.
"You are one cheesy man," he smiled, whipping his eyes on his shirt sleeve.
"Yeah," Sean answered, smiling brightly at him, "but you love me anyway."
Bean leaned forward, grasping Sean's head in his hands. "Yes, Seano, I love you anyway." Bean pressed his mouth against Sean's and kissed him.
Sean knew now that, while the day Bean left broke his heart and left him nothing more than a crying, depressed mess in the middle of his bed, he wouldn't have traded any of it, their relationship to Christine to now, for anything. He had his heartbreak but knew that things would be better. And as Bean guided Sean to his bedroom, Sean knew that this is where he was meant to be right now. He knew that God had his plan and, for once, Sean's plan and God's plan were on the same page. He would have to remember to thank God for this one.
Author: Courtney (PrincessGwen16@aol.com)
Rating: mostly PG-13
Pairing: Astin/Bean
Warnings: open marriages and crying men.
Disclaimer: Don't know 'em, ain't mine, no money being made. It's fiction and fun!
Summary: Sean lets everything out.
Feedback: is always welcome!
A/N: Muchas thanks to my beta, Alec, and Niki.
Sean let out a sigh as he heard those words being whispered into his ear. "I missed you too," he whispered back, giving Bean a quick squeeze before slipping into the passenger side of his car. Bean hurried around to the other side, getting in quickly. He sat there, staring out at the street, seemingly debating on whether or not to turn on the car.
"Seano," he started. "I'm so glad you're here." He turned to smile at Sean. Sean smiled back, taking a quick look into his eyes and studying his face. He saw what he was looking for and it gave him a surge of strength. Sean leaned over and quickly kissed Bean.
"I never stopped loving you," Sean stated. "Never."
"I know," Bean replied. "I never stopped loving you either." Bean started the car and began the quick trip to his house. Their conversation was kept to few topics: his flight, the film and the latest gossip. The big conversation? That was saved for when Bean was ready and when Sean was able to control his heartbeat. No use in having a heart attack now. PJ would kill him.
Bean pulled into his garage, parked and made his way to the side door. Sean followed quietly, grabbing his luggage and locking up the car. Bean ushered Sean inside, taking Sean's suitcase and showing him to the guest room. Sean ignored the gesture and made a mental note to move it into Bean's room later. Bean led him to the family room and took a seat on the couch. Sean followed.
"Bean, I gotta...I gotta tell you something," Sean stammered. "I talked to Chris and she told me how stupid I was to let you leave like that. I wanted you to stay Sean, I did. I wanted nothing more than to grab you and make you stay. But I froze. Was afraid that if I asked, you'd say no. I couldn't let you leave like that. I realized how lucky I am. I have a wife who loves me more than anything. Gorgeous children. An amazing marriage. And this man who loves me. This man who is more complicated and incredible and sexy and smart, than I could ever wish for. This man I love more than myself. And he loves me too." Sean tried to fight the tears off, but they chose to ignore his wishes and spilled onto his cheeks. "And I thought of how much you mean to me, and how I tried to live without you there and I realized that I couldn't. I couldn't sleep, I was losing weight and fumbling lines. PJ ordered me to come and see you," Sean laughed. "Tell me you love me and we'll work this out. Show me that love is always worth it."
Bean looked up, his eyes red and his face wet with tears. "You mean that?" he asked. "That we can work this out? That we can do this?"
Sean reached out and grasped both of Bean's hands. "Oh God, Sean, of course. I'm not taking no for an answer. We are worth this. You," he squeezed Bean's hands and brought them to his chest, "you are worth this." Bean choked out a laugh.
"You are one cheesy man," he smiled, whipping his eyes on his shirt sleeve.
"Yeah," Sean answered, smiling brightly at him, "but you love me anyway."
Bean leaned forward, grasping Sean's head in his hands. "Yes, Seano, I love you anyway." Bean pressed his mouth against Sean's and kissed him.
Sean knew now that, while the day Bean left broke his heart and left him nothing more than a crying, depressed mess in the middle of his bed, he wouldn't have traded any of it, their relationship to Christine to now, for anything. He had his heartbreak but knew that things would be better. And as Bean guided Sean to his bedroom, Sean knew that this is where he was meant to be right now. He knew that God had his plan and, for once, Sean's plan and God's plan were on the same page. He would have to remember to thank God for this one.