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It was late at night, long after the others had left. The moon was high in the sky over the newly-built bridge, the reflection in the creek shimmering just as brightly. Two friends stood atop it, gazing up at the stars and enjoying each other’s company, the two both wondering, not even aware that their subconscious’ were so alike on that very night.

“Shitty?” Asked the one on the left, his chrome-colored face holding a look of wonder as he stared at the stars lifetimes away. “How is it, that of the millions of lives out there, I ended up getting stuck with you?”

His companion let out a low chuckle. “What, do you want to get rid of me that badly? Cuz’ it’ll take more than a few jabs, Pen.” He tilted his head to face him. ‘’You know me better than that.”

Penis elbowed Shitty, his face contorting into an annoyed look until almost immediately dissolving into a grin. “And you-” He paused and took a moment to dramatically jab his finger at his friend's chest. “-know that that’s not what I meant.”

“Well, what’s a guy to think?”

“Something a little less fucking stupid I would hope.”

“That hardly seems fair.”

“Hate to break it to you, but life isn’t fair. It’s vast, diverse, and full of opportunity, sure, but it’s not fair.”

Shitty raised an eyebrow at that. “Wow, real philosophical of you. What’s next, a poem? A sonnet?” He took a step, leaning his elbow on the bridge’s railing.

He was silent for a minute, the two standing in a familiar, but almost empty stillness, before he continued.

“Whatever it is, I’m sure it’ll be beautiful.”

“What?” Penis turned to look at Shitty in confusion.

“I mean it,” he shrugged, folding his arms across his chest to better face Penis. “Even though you pretend that you don’t care, it’s clear you do in every single thing that you’ve done for this server.”

“I doubt that, I’m just-"

“You’ve always been there for me and Milf when we were children. You always made sure to hang out with me when I was bored, or lonely, or just had nothing better to do. You also were the one that came up with this bridge idea in the first place." He continued, his tone seemingly getting softer the more he talked.

"Out of all the planets that might exist out there, you seem like one-of-a-kind. I’m so glad to have you as a friend.” Shitty said with a note of finality. He had closed his eyes by now, seeming to be off in his own daydream. It was a shame, since they always seemed to have a glow to them, brighter than the sunlight and capable of outshining any moon-

Wait.

That was new.

Since when had he started taking notice of how Shitty looked?

He tried to think back to any particular moment, but he couldn't think of a single time when he didn't notice Shitty. There was that one moment, when he first joined, when he compared Shitty’s voice to honey. Or that other time, when he first saw Shitty’s face and suddenly wanted to wipe off that charming smile that was on his face.

In fact, Penis's entire body started to lean towards Shitty. Not intentionally, of course, but it was like Shitty was a magnet- no. Damnit. He was head over heels, wasn’t he. He'd read enough stories to know how this was going. His heart began to skip a beat as his body began to sweat from the realization, overheating from more than the humid air as he blinked away his thoughts to get a look at Shitty.

Beautiful Shitty.

He was outlined by the moonlight, framed like a perfect picture, the glittering creek nearby yet not even the most stunning thing there that night. He was wearing his classic maroon sweatshirt, the one with the iconic 69 on the front, and had-

“Penis.”

Shit. His heart rate began to speed up. Had he been caught staring? Leaning? Oh fuck, was he going to be killed? Was this really his fate, dying to the one he only just now realized he loved so dearly? Before he even had the chance to confess? It-

“Penis, look at me.” Shitty stated, with a calm yet clear voice. At the very least, it was able to pull him out of his own mind.

Shitty reached up a hand, placing it on Penis’ jaw.

“Holy fuck you’re so tall dude,” He stated after a moment, letting out a small laugh. “Save some height for the rest of us man.”

Penis joined in, letting out a light chuckle, but still was confused. Hadn’t Shitty just called them friends? This didn’t make sense. But when he stared into the wide, shining, hopeful eyes of Shitty, everything clicked.

And he leaned in for a kiss.

Their lips met, and almost instantly melted into each other. It was more than a kiss; it felt like a reunion of souls, like they were destined to find each other, find their way home, as there had never been a term more fit for this feeling. It was like they were dancing, finally free from an unknown curse, now grounded. It empowered him, made him feel like he could run a marathon and win, like he could fight the combined forces of Milf and Admiral, all because he knew, he knew that Shitty loved him. And he loved Shitty.

The two parted, still holding each other close. Penis had wrapped his arm around Shitty’s waist, cradling the back of his head with his hand. Shitty still kept his hand cupped around Penis’s cheek, his other hand on Penis’s shoulder. Their faces were warm, both from the close breaths and from their mutual fear at things not working out. Neither of them had ever been so close either, holding each other in such a tender way. Then Shitty pulled his cheek forward, and-

And they kissed again.

They parted, but Shitty buried his head into Penis’s chest, and muttered in a quiet, yet audible tone.

“I love you. I love you so damn much Pen.”

Penis’s eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly let out a soft response.

“I love you too. I think I always have.”

And as the two clung together long into the night until it turned into dawn, they vowed to always look out for one another. They both swore to stay faithful, and to never let things come between them, as their love was something that the two would fight for, something undefeatable.