Chapter Text
A loud beeping fills a control room indicating a warning of sorts, which seems to be quite dangerous. At the main control desk sits a blond boy, who appears to be the captain, based on his outfit. At another desk, behind the first boy sits a black haired boy, he looks to be controlling a more detailed section of the ship.
The room that these boys sit in shakes violently, indicating a rough landing, which will cause some damage to the ship and likely the people as well. The boys say nothing to each other, showing they share an understanding for each other and that what is about to happen might hurt or even kill one or both of them.
The aircraft flies violently through space and finally hits the atmosphere, lurching the ship back with resistance. A bright light at the front of the ship grows quickly into a fire much like meteors have.
As the aircraft plummets towards the ground, two large parachutes burst from the back of the ship, stopping the fast movement towards to earth. This hurles most everything within the ship forwards, in the process knocking both crew mates unconscious. This was followed by a calm drifting of everything involved, towards the ground, for a relatively soft landing.
The first of the two boys to wake was the dark haired boy, he slowly nodded awake, sitting more upright and unbuckling his seatbelt. He stood up and wobbled over to the blond haired boy, who was still unconscious. As the dark haired boy got to the captain he saw that there was a huge gash across his forehead, something must have hit him when they went unconscious. He tried to shake awake the blond haired boy, but he would not open his eyes. After trying multiple times to wake him up, he decided to check the pulse of the blond. It was too faint for the possibility of him living, and the dark haired boy knew this. So he unbuckled the seatbelt and picked the body up and carried it to the soft couch about ten feet away.
As the blond was placed on the couch he started to come to consciousness, using the last bit of energy he had before his last words were uttered.
The dark haired boy had kneeled next to the couch and was holding the blond’s hand, and felt him squeeze, letting know he was conscious.
“Don't try to speak too much.” the dark hair boy uttered as the blond tried to open his mouth. Which was quickly met with a hesitant kiss from the dark haired boy, but it deepened when the blond pushed into his lips.
The kiss continued for a very long minute, but the dark haired boy pulled away with tears streaming from his eyes as he looked into the blue eyes of the blond, who was smiling timidly.
“James,” whispered the blond, “I love you.”
“I love you too, Avior.” mumbled James through tears. He felt so much relief and love for the man lying in front of him.