Authors notes: Sorry for delay but thanks for the support, some people commented more than once and other sought me out on dA and twitter lol but it’s nice to know others care about the story, makes me feel special x x x

I’d really like to point out one comment which reallly made my day lol BlackFairy: oh by the way...I was curious so I searched the story using the 'number of reviews' with 'descending order' categories and I think you should be proud of yourself because you are n°17!!!!!this fic is in the first page of the most reviewed stories!! :)

oh and you need just 33 reviews to get 16!!come on everybody we can do it!review!! :)

this seriously made me so excited and I wanted to thank BlackFairy [sorry but I don’t know your name hun xP] for making me smile. Currently the story needs 5 reviews to boot it up to position 15 I believe lol, but my point it thank you all so, so much for all your kind words throughout this entire venture x x x ^3^

This chp has a dedication. I mean…I know there’s been quite a few memoriable people who have been with me since the beginning but because I love her so much and admire her madly I wanna dedicate this to Wu or Tyshanshan x x x x simply for the awesome chats and constantly supplying all us hungry bennoda fangirls with the most amazing art ever!!!! Love you so much hun x x x x x x x

A MEGA thank you to my beloved beta CJ *gives her garter for her wedding*

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Mike was nervous as he walked into the surgery with Chester, Dodge, and Rob all there to support him. Amazing. If he ever was to think he needed moral support before, he would have assumed it would be from Brad and Dave, and yet here he was with the love of his life holding him, supporting him along with a male he was glad to call one of his best friends.

As they entered the surgery, Rob's cell began to ring. He blushed and apologized, answering swiftly.

"Bourdon here. Hey man...you only got the text now? ...Yeah, I’m serious…no he's right here." He held out to phone towards Mike, who didn't notice he was doing so until he felt his friend nudge his arm. His hand was shivering slightly as Chester let it go so he could accept the cell.

"Hello?" He said into the speaker.

"Dude!" Joe Hahn called out loudly. "Dude, I just got Rob's text right now! Oh my God, Karen and I are fucking psyched for you dude. This is amazing." Mike felt his cheeks flush as he wrapped one arm around his stomach and stopped walking. Dodge rested by his feet, gazing up at him intently.

"Thanks man that means a lot...I'm really nervous." Joe laughed.

"Don't be, dude. These guys are professionals, you'll be seeing in no time, I'm telling you!" Mike smiled shyly, glad of even more support from the amazing people he had come to know in the last few months. "Hey, would you mind if some day soon Karen and I pop by? It feels like forever since we saw you all." Mike smirked.

"Of course not, dude we'd love to see you."

"Awesome. Look, from what I know, you should be going down soon, so I suppose I'd better let you go...seriously dude I'll pray it goes well." Mike laughed loudly, he never would have pinned Joe Hahn as a religious man.

"Cool. Ok...thanks man." Rob took the cell from his friend and flipped down the latch, ending the call before pushing it in his pocket. Chester looked to Mike who had his arms wrapped around his stomach and tears in his eyes. The model couldn't help but wrap his arms around Mike and pull him close.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He asked in a quiet tone as he nuzzled his nose against Mike's, who hiccupped and smiled, cupping Chester's cheeks.

"N-nothing! Nothing at all. I'm just...I...since you, everything has changed... Chester, I never thought before all this could happen. I mean...even Joe, Karen and Rob..." The agent beamed at the mention of his own name. "You've all been so amazing to me and..." Chester brushed away a stray tear from Mike's eye with his thumb and kissed him sweetly.

"Baby, believe me. You're the amazing one here, ok? I mean...I couldn't imagine you not in my life." Chester's words were hushed and heartfelt as Mike sobbed, their faces inches apart. "I fucking love you with every part of me, you're the reason I want to get up in the morning. I mean...you've changed my life too, and all I ever want is for you to be happy, you hear me?" Mike nodded and knuckled tears away before Chester leaned forward and planted an innocent kiss on his lips. "Now c'mon, let’s get you in there."

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Mike had been taken from Rob and Chester almost straight away when they entered the white, waiting room of the surgery. Mike kissed Chester one last time as if he was going in for a life changing operation rather than eye surgery. It was obvious neither wanted to let the other go, but Rob understood the sooner Mike got in the sooner he could he out of there. He rested a large hand on Chester's shoulder, encouraging the model to let go of his beloved blue-haired lover.

Mike smiled as he felt a young woman lead him back to the sterile surgery room, away from his lover, friend, and guide, who sat obedient by Chester's feet.

The surgery would take from two to three hours according to the doctor, although, both Chester and Rob had been waiting for 211 minutes according to Rob who enjoyed playing with the new applications on his iPhone. Chester smirked and continued to sip on his coffee, which he popped out to get a few minutes before. There was a Starbucks down the road, and Chester had rushed there to cure his sudden caffeine craving. There was a chocolate muffin which also belonged to him, but he was currently sitting on the floor by one of the metallic chairs feeding it to Dodge.

"Dog's shouldn’t have chocolate." Rob informed his friend. They were the only people in the waiting room. Chester shrugged and giggled as Dodge licked the chocolate residue off his palm. Rob smiled as he watched Chester playing with the pup. "You're good with that dog, ya know?" Rob informed his friend as he decided to try yet another round of TapTap to pass the time. Chester grinned as Dodge climbed onto his lap so he could rub him properly.

"Mike said once...a while ago...he thinks Dodge sees me as a master too, ‘cause I'm around so much." Rob grinned as he watched Chester scratch the dog behind the ears. "Rob?" His friend’s voice sounded suddenly, posing a silent question.

"Yes?"

"Am I a bad person?" Rob was confused as he heard the sincerity in Chester's voice. He watched as the model lowered his head, focusing a little too intently on the dog he was rubbing. Rob moved to make himself more comfortable, resting his elbows on his lap.

"Chester, of course you're not. Look at what you're doing for Mike, of course you're not a bad person." Chester raised his head to look at his friend who only now saw the tears on his face. "Chester, please....tell me what's wrong?" The model gnawed on his bottom lip and looked away from Rob.

"I...I’m not...not sure I want Mike to see." Now the agent was very confused. He moved from his chair, and knelt on the ground beside his friend, resting a hand on his shoulder.

"Why?"

"What if...what if things change? What if he turns out to be like everyone else, and when he sees me..." Rob hushed him by gripping his shoulder tighter.

"Listen man, you know as well as I do that Mike isn’t like everyone else. I guarantee you he won't treat you any differently." Chester nodded before he heard a door snap shut. The both of them looked up from their position on the floor to see the woman who led Mike away leading him back. Chester jumped, rushing towards the male who was walking along with one hand being held by the woman and the other trailing along the walls. Over both eyes he had large, semi-ovular casts, designed to keep sunlight and dust particles away from his eyes, giving them time to heal.

Chester rushed over, stopping a mere few feet away so he could control himself rather than jump on his lover.

"Mike, Mike are you ok?" He gasped, stretching out one hand and placing it on his partners shoulder. Mike broke away from the nurse and fell into his lover's arms. He was still sedated and a bit groggy.

"Ten days,” The nurse informed Chester. "It went great they said, and he can take these off in then.”

“I probably look like an alien." Mike said dreamily. Chester laughed and leaned back, taking in the look of Mike. He was the exact same save for the white casts over his eyes

"Yeah, you do." Chester laughed, stroking his lover's cheek with his thumb. "But you're the sexiest alien I've ever seen." Mike smirked and blushed as he felt someone else come near.

"Dude, how'd it go?" Rob asked, patting his friends shoulder as Mike smiled largely.

"My eyes sting a bit, but the surgeon said it went great and that I can go now." Chester's grin was huge as he hugged Mike tightly.

"Baby, I'm so happy for you!" He grinned as Rob cast him a silent smile. Chester smirked back as he kissed Mike's head, and Rob handed him Dodge who nuzzled his nose against Mike's leg. The nurse explained to Chester that it was most likely possible that provided Mr. Shinoda wasn’t in pain or anything concerning his eyes they could remove the casts at home but it was best to come into the clinic soon after for a check up. Chester took Mike's free hand, and led him out after Rob to the hummer. Again they sat in the back while Dodge scampered into the front beside Rob. Chester pulled on his seatbelt as Mike struggled with his own. Still, the model allowed Mike to do it himself, allowing him the freedom to succeed in small tasks himself.

Rob pulled out when they were all belted up. Chester rested a hand on his lover's leg and kissed his cheek before running a finger along his jaw.

"Does it hurt at all?" Chester asked, lightly rubbing his nose against his partner's cheek. Mike smiled.

"My eyes do, just a little, but nothing else so don't worry." Chester tilted his head carefully and pressed his lips against Mike's lightly and lovingly, stroking his face with one hand. Rob turned on the radio to occupy himself since there was obviously not going to be any conversation being had here.

"Do you want to go back to your place?" Chester asked in a hushed tone as he rested his index finger beneath Mike's chin. "Or mine? I really don't mind." Mike smiled as he felt Chester 's hand change and cup his cheek. He leaned into the touch, loving the feel of Chester's warm palm against his skin.

"I just want to go home." He whispered before resting a hand over Chester's. "If you'll come with me." Chester grinned and kissed his lover's lips in a silent yes.

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The next ten days were pretty hectic. Chester was still moving the occasional box to Mike's place, and of course Joe and Karen kept their promise and came over. They wanted to take out the two love birds for dinner, but Mike really wasn't in any mood to go out. It also didn't help that the paparazzi had gotten wind of Chester's good deed, and had been hanging around the model’s place for the last week or so, trying to get statements. Mike was happy that the press hadn't found out where he lived, but he found that when outside, particularly with Chester, he could hear the constant snapping of cameras, and occasional questions which mostly were based around his relationship with Chester.

As requested, Mike's mother hadn't contacted him at all. She had, however, contacted the media and released personal photos of her son when he was young before she and her husband kicked him out, which, of course the press didn't know. Mike didn't care. Chester had been furious when he found out, but Mike said it was ok about what happened. If his mother was petty enough to try get money out of his personal life, then why should he care?

Chester really admired his lover for his strong personality. He could tell out of all the things, what Mike was hurting the most from was Brad and Dave betraying him. Chester knew whenever he saw Mike fiddling with the phone in his hand, he was contemplating calling them, but he never did. Chester had even suggested it, but Mike shrugged off the idea, saying he couldn't forgive them.

It was exactly that situation right now. Mike sat on the bed, fiddling with the cell in his hands, turning it over and over as Chester walked into the bedroom and sighed.

"Baby..." He muttered, walking over to him. "Ring them if it means so much." Mike shook his head and threw the phone on the bed as Chester sat beside him.

"No, I don't wanna." He mumbled as he curled up into Chester's body, taking in his wonderful scent. "What time is it?"

"Eleven thirty." Chester informed his lover, yawning. He had been to a photo shoot that day for one of 'his magazines' as the agency called it. It was actually not as bad as Chester thought it would be. He was just gonna do some shots, no interview or anything and he had been dreading it, but everyone was so cool, and he felt so comfortable with other models in his situation. No, he just wanted to curl up in bed beside his lover who was grinning madly at this time.

"So, it's dark?" Chester smirked and nodded.

"Yes." he said as Mike leaned back. It was ten days after the operation and he was allowed to take off the eye casts now. The doctor recommended they do so when it was evening or dark so the intense sunlight wouldn't hurt his eyes. Mike was shivering as he raised his hands to the bandages. Chester smirked as he watched his nervous lover.

"Here let me do it." The model smiled as he began to unwrap the bandages slowly. They were wrapped around Mike's head many times so it took a few minutes until Mike was sitting before his lover with his eyes closed, afraid to open them. "Mike?"

He didn't open his eyes. He was afraid. The doctor said at first he would only see color but it would heal within a few hours. They recommended he should sleep that day rather than anticipate his sight returning hence why he had some sleeping pills beside the bed.

"Mike...open your eyes..."

"I can't," He said clutching them tighter. "What if I can't see?" Mike suddenly felt Chester cup his cheeks and became aware of his lover's breath fanning over his lips.

"Please."

Slowly Mike opened both eyes, still terrified. Instantly he was greeted with a mirage of blurred colors, shapes far from defined. Mike felt tears leak into his eyes as he gazed at the blurred images. He couldn't make anything out, not even Chester 's face which was located inches from his. But that didn't matter. He was beginning to see.

"Oh my god!" Mike gasped, gazing wide eyed as a tear trickled from his eye. "Oh my god!"

Chester smiled broadly.

"C-can you see?" Mike shook his head.

"No...I mean, yes, I mean...there's just color, but...Oh my god, Chester, I can fucking see color, I've never...not for seven years." Chester grinned broadly and kissed his lover deeply, stroking his cheek.

"Mike...you need to sleep." Mike shook his head.

"I can’t, Chester, I can't."

"But when you wake imagine it." Chester laughed loudly, kissing his lover's lips again. "Imagine, it's so much better than waiting. Please just come to bed." Mike sighed, but didn't argue. He knew Chester was right. The single lamp that flooded the room with light was shut off and Mikes vision was flooded with dark blacks, blues and grays. He could feel Chester pull at him, trying to get him under the duvet. Mike did as recommended and crawled in beside Chester, who handed him the sleeping pill. He sighed but took it dry without need for water as Chester nuzzled into his neck and wound his arms around his lover.

Mike lay with his eyes opened, nothing changing in his sight as Chester's hand gently stroked his lower back. Mike didn’t know if it was the gentle cress of his lovers hand or the pills, but soon he fell asleep curled up in Chester 's arms.

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"Mike?" Michael Kenji Shinoda growled and turned over in his bed, pulling the covers over his body. "Michael." He opened one eye, sight blurring. He didn't wanna get up he just wanted to go back to sleep. "Mike, honey, c'mon." He rubbed his eyes, closing one as he stretched out to the left for his glasses.

At fifteen this was the regular for Mike. Waking up to the soft cooing of his mother calling him for school as he'd stretch out to his left to grip his glasses off the drawer.

However at twenty-three Mike's arm, stretching out to his left didn't come in contact with a harsh, oak table but a soft, warm body. He cracked one eye opened as he turned onto his left side. The haze on front of his eyes cleared, and what came to view was a persons shoulder. His eyes widened as slowly the outline of an orange tattoo came into view. A koi fish?

"Mike?" The artist felt his heart roaring in his chest as he realized who was laying beside him. Chester Bennington, considered one of the most beautiful men in the world and for the first time ever Mike was granted the power to look at him. Rather than look to his lover's face Mike stared intently at the tattoo.

Chester's was convinced his heart was going to beat out of his chest as he felt Mike's finger trace his tattoo.

"Mike please...look at me..." The model could hear Mike's uneven breathing as his eyes slowly slid up along Chester 's pale, slender neck before gazing at his face. They locked eyes and there was a long moment of silence in which black eyes met brown. Chester gnawed at his lip. He didn't think he ever cared so much of one person's opinion on him as he did Mike's. Still what if his lover changed and treated him like everyone else?

"You're not that good looking." Mike whispered and Chester's heart dropped as did his face, but Mike burst out laughing and tears fell freely from his sparkling dark eyes. Chester could still feel his heart beating as Mike leaned forward and threw his legs over Chester's body, settling on top of his lover. Chester was gazing wide eyed as Mike rested both hands on his cheeks, eyes taking in every aspect of the models face as his artist fingers traced his chin, nose and the curve of his full bottom lip. Chester was far more beautiful than the image even his mind created. Chester lay stationary, gazing up at Mike, watching the sparkling tears fall from his beautiful, warm chocolate eyes as the tanned hands slid into the model's black hair which was messed from sleep.

"C'mere." Chester whispered, pulling Mike gently in by wrapping his arms around the younger man’s neck and dragging him down so their lips could meet. Mike kept his eyes firmly open, watching as Chester's eyelids flickered shut, and he moaned as Mike's hands slid from his face, tracing the curve of his neck down to his chest. Chester's breathing was shaky as Mike's lips left his own. The blue-haired artist leaned back. He was still saddled on Chester's hips, but he leaned back and allowed both his hands and eyes to take in every aspect of Chester's slender, pale body. The model watched as Mike's took everything in, committing it to memory. He saw the younger man’s eyes trace the flames on his wrists as his hands slowly caressed his torso. Chester suddenly became body conscious, and Mike was surprised when the model swatted his hands away.

"Chester, please..." Mike whispered as the model covered his body with his arms and looked away.

"Mike, no, please just don't..." Chester's breath caught as Mike gently gripped his wrists and removed his arms from his stomach.

"Listen to me." Mike muttered. "You. Are. Beautiful." Chester looked at Mike, into his eyes shining with the morning sun streaming through the window, and the tears still lingering in them. The model felt tears in his own eyes. For the first time in his entire 24 years of living Chester believed those words he heard so much; he always believed they were meaningless. But not from Mike.

"Thank you." He choked through tears. Mike leaned forward, kissing away the droplets of water that fell from his lover's eyes before dragging his lips to the hollow of Chester's throat. His hands slid up from Chester's prominent ribs, resting on his chest where he felt Chester's heart beating just as fast as his own. They remained in that position for a long time, simply listening to each other's breathing. This was too much to comprehend for both of them.

Chester was the first to move by winding his arms around Mike's waist and leaning forward. Mike eyed the black silk of the bed sheets as it slid off Chester s porcelain skin.

"Come with me." He muttered, kissing the shell of Mike's ear before crawling out from under him and taking his lover’s hand. Mike found his eyes follow the curve of Chester's back to his ass clad in tight grey boxer shorts. He licked his lips admiring how perfect it looked before his eyes traveled around the room he was deprived of seeing for the entire time he lived here. The pale blue walls gave it an effect which instantly calmed him. There was a 50 Cent poster he smirked at before he left the room into the hallway where he had to tear himself away from Chester to wander over to the wall where a number of art pieces hung on the wall.

"I...I did these?" Mike asked in awe as he ran one finger along the frame of an oil painting of an abstract landscape. Considering he did this when he couldn't see Mike admitted it was pretty damn good. It was a seaside landscape, and as he stared, Chester wandered over and placed a kiss on Mike’s neck while his hands wrapped around the youth’s bare torso.

"You did, and they're so amazing." Chester whispered. "Like you." He loved watching the intense red blush cross Mike's cheeks. "Now c'mon, Mike, please." Mike nodded and allowed Chester to lead him by the waist to the bathroom. The model pushed open the door and Mike stood, noticing the mirror to his right. From his position he couldn't see himself but he instantly backed away.

"N-no, Chester ." He stuttered, arms wrapping around his stomach. Chester smirked and rested against his lover.

"What, are you afraid you're fat or something?" Chester laughed, taking Mike's hands away and ran his own along his lover's torso. "Seriously, dude you are fucking hot." Mike looked down at Chester's hands running along his toned chest, and he smirked at the sight of his own quite small, but still there, six-pack.

"Ok..." He whispered, allowing Chester's hands to slip to his wrist and drag him into the small, tiled bathroom. Automatically he shut his eyes, the darkness was familiar, it was safe. Mike could feel Chester draw him close, shivering as the models warm breath fanned his ear.

"Open your eyes." Mike did as told, again his eyes took a moment to adjust as he gazed at the male staring back from the mirror.

He stood at six foot tall, pure blue hair messed from sleep. He had an oval face and strong jaw which hosted a small, well trimmed black beard. The man was shirtless, wearing only a pajama bottoms, flaunting his toned caramel chest. He had a crooked grin and his eyes were wide in disbelief. Mike stared at himself as the real realization actually hit.

He could see.

Mike broke down suddenly and inexpertly. His hands covered his eyes as he sobbed uncontrollably. He never dreamed this would happen. The accident had been the end for him. He had accepted his fate, confined to his own prison of darkness, but here he was, gazing at himself in a mirror. He shut his eyes and cried so hard, he thought he was going to throw up. Chester wrapped his arms around his lover, tears welling in his own eyes as Mike buried his face in the crook of Chester's neck.

"Thank you!" He gasped between sobs, rubbing his face into Chester's shirt. "Thank you baby! Oh my God thank you so much!" Chester laughed and brushed his own tears away before cupping Mike's face and forcing their tear soaked eyes to meet.

"You don't have to thank me." Chester insisted, rubbing his thumb under Mike's eye, brushing away the tears. "Listen, I would fucking die for you, this was nothing more than you deserve, and you deserve so much more." Again Mike shut his eyes and cried, feeling an embarrassed blush take over his face.

"I don't fucking deserve you!" Mike stated, pulling Chester's face close to his own and latching onto his lips. Chester gasped as he felt Mike's tongue delve into his hot mouth resulting in a long, languid kiss. The model tangled his fingers in Mike's blue hair as the artist pressed his lover against the wall. Mike smirked into the kiss as Chester began to pant and wrapped one leg around Mike's body, pressing their bodies intimately closer.

Mike's hands slid along Chester's slick, bare torso before a sudden sound interrupted them. Dodge bounded in, barking madly at the now familiar panting and moaning of his owners. Mike pulled away and looked at the black and grey husky.

"Dodge?" He gasped as the pup rushed over and leapt on Mike, who knelt down to rub his dog. Chester stayed pressed against the wall, looking down his erection, and he smirked at Mike laughing as he played with the excited pup. Chester felt his heart and belly warm at the sight and he knelt beside them, running his own hands along Dodge's fur as he looked to Mike who felt the pull of his lover's gaze. They locked eyes for a long time before Chester chanced using his voice.

"I fucking love you so much." He whispered before lowering his head and looking to Dodge, who was enjoying the attention. Mike stretched out and lifted Chester's face so they were looking at one another again. Chester smiled at the obvious affection filling Mike's expressive eyes.

"I really, really love that smile." Mike said with his own grin spread across his face. Chester blushed madly, looking back to Dodge. Mike followed suit and gazed at the dog. "I don't want to give him back."

"We don't have to." Chester smiled. "I mean...yeah...we have to keep this pup." Mike smiled and nodded. "I suppose you wanna call everyone." Chester said smiling even more. "Tell them the amazing news." Mike rested his hand over Chester’s to yet again their eyes could meet.

"No...I just want you for the time being."

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It was fifteen minutes later when the door of Michael Shinoda's home opened. Dodge was the first to run outside, amazed at the freedom he had gained with not being restricted by a leash. He was followed by Mike who had on a crisp, white t-shirt over which he wore an open black shirt and denim trousers with the knees torn. Chester followed, his arms around Mike's waist. He was clad in dark, knee length shorts and a black wife beater along with a pair of Mike's sneakers.

The two men were smiling as they stepped out into the Californian sun. Mike winced, the glare from the sun blinding him for a split second before his eyes adjusted. Chester noticed the looks of a few people who also lived at the complex, but he smiled as he realized they weren't staring at him, but smiling towards Mike. A few people came up and hugged the artist, congratulating him on regaining his sight with kind words of how he deserved it, and how he was such a nice guy.

Chester stood a few feet away, smiling as he watched Mike laugh and chat with his neighbors trying to put voices and names with faces. They stood by the door of Mike's apartment. Chester smiling at his lover chatting and Dodge bounding around the grass, barking at the magpies in one of the trees. Two flew away at his yelps.

After a few minutes Mike looked behind him to Chester and extended a hand, taking his lover’s in his own. The three people surrounding the artist backed away, saying their goodbyes while a teenage girl looked to Chester and winked.

"Treat Mikey well, Mr. B." She laughed before jogging off after the other two. Mike laughed and pulled Chester along the asphalt of the car park to the large, grassland area that accompanied the complex. Dodge barked when he saw his owners and Mike laughed, leading Chester over to a large oak tree underneath which they collapsed, Mike holding onto Chester who sat on his lap and laughed as the blue-haired artist kissed his neck before resting his chin on the model’s shoulder.

Dodge bounded over, nearly knocking Chester over as he collapsed on the older male's lap, begging to be pampered. Mike laughed as he looked at Chester rub the dog, making kissy noises and baby talk to which the pup responded with whimpers and whines of enjoyment.

"I love you." Mike whispered to Chester with every ounce of affection and truth in his voice, making Chester blush as he leaned back into Mike while Dodge licked his face. He laughed before responding.

"I love you too." Chester whispered, looking to his right to see Mike gazing at him with a smirk.

"And I fucking love that smile." The artist said as he leaned in and pecked Chester's lips. The model kissed back, eyes flickering shut as Mike's eyes remained open, memorizing every detail of his lover's face. Chester could feel Mike's eyes all over him and he had to admit he fucking loved it.

The older male didn't know why he had been so foolishly worried and stupid. Yes things would change, but only for the better. He would do anything just to see Mike's heart-warming smile.

Laying underneath the shade of the large oak while the sun shone on the two lovers and their pet really put things in perspective for the two men. Vision or no vision, it never really mattered, because in truth they had been drawn together by fate, and they both knew it. It was never luck that had Brad drag Mike to that show, and never a coincidence that Chester was the one to help him. The two men, both beautiful in every way had been drawn together by just that because when you look for it inner beauty is the most obvious thing for those who see not with their eyes, but with their hearts.

Fin

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Authors notes: Oh my god can you guys believe this I have tears in my eyes lmao...wow...I mean I have an epilogue done and all but...wow...anyway...the ending is soooooooo cheesy and probably makes NO sense what-so-ever but I'm gonna miss this.

Look out for the Epi soon guys, not like with He Ain't... which took like a month to put up.

ATTENTION: NEW STORY!!!!! Ok so I have many RP’s ok? All of which I love but Nat is an AWESOME writer in every sense of the word and I’m honored to write with her. The new-BENNODA-story which gets incredibly slashy after the first half is being put up on LPV, here’s the link: http://linkinparkville.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=chestermike

It's the one called High School Daze-I'm QueenOfAnnoying on it

I know that if you guys like any of my solo stories you’ll love this!

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