Need to Know

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Jeph had insisted that Andy stay another night, so Dante drove him to his house and dropped him off so that he could do what he needed/wanted to before coming back for the rest of the night.

"Go get ready for bed, Jepha," Dante told him.

"I don't wanna go to sleep, D! I wanna draw and stuff with Batman until Daddy comes back." He pushed out his lower lip in a pout.

"Put on your pajamas first, okay?"

Jeph sighed. "Fine."

I smiled and finished picking up the wrapping paper in the hallway when Dante appeared next to me.

"Hey," I said, moving to throw away the crumpled paper.

"Hey-"

"Wait!" Jeph yelled, running out with his footie pajamas half on and tearing off some of the wrapping paper. "Okay, you can throw it away now."

"Another Christmas scrapbook?" I asked.

"Yep. Aunt Sammi's gonna bring me copies of her pictures in a couple of days." He smiled wide and then ran back to the studio.

"So, anyway..." Dante muttered. I could see his cheeks turning a light shade of red.

"Yeah?"

"I...I've been thinking..about things..and I.." His voice faltered and he looked away.

"Actually, I've been thinking about things, too. I just..." I struggled to find the words, but Dante got to them before I did.

"I just need to know," He said, moving forward before I had much time to process anything.

He leaned down a little and pressed his lips against mine.

I understood what he meant by he needs to know.

It was pleasant; Dante isn't a bad kisser.

But it wasn't...passionate or anything. It wasn't full of love; didn't have much of a spark.

...It wasn't Andy.

He pulled away and looked at me before laughing, relieved. "I'm not in love with you."

I hugged him, feeling just as relieved. "I'm not in love with you, either."

There was a knock at the front door and Dante and I went to open it together, still smiling.

Andy was standing there, looking as good as ever in a leather jacket, fresh black jeans with his Misfits tee that I still loved even after all these years, and a small backpack slung over his shoulder.

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