Chapter Seven: Third Person POV

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Keefe looked up at Fitz with tears in his eyes. "What?" he asked.
"I like you, Keefe," The teal eyed boy said again.
"No, I heard you, it's just- Me?" Keefe said, with uncertainty in his voice.
"Yes you. For a kind of a long time actually,"
"Really?" There was a small bit of hope in the words.
"Really." Fitz replied. There was a small moment of silence. Fitz eventually broke it asking, "Can I..."
He didn't even have to finish the words before Keefe nodded enthusiastically. The two boys leaned in. The space between them closing slowly. Fitz stopped with barely even an inch between their faces. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, Fitz, I'm sure." And with that, the space between them closed. It was a gentle kiss, but it was passionate. The two boys had been waiting for this for so long. And it finally happened.

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