Coswear: It's Not OOC, It's a Parallel World

"I used to believe that people like me... Shouldn't have this. Intimacy, family, peaceful nights. It would distract me, it would make me weak, it would give me too much to lose." "What now?" He turned to her, "Now I understand that having something worth protecting is not a weakness. It is the best reason to fight for." "And you... You are what I didn't plan for, but you are the best possible one." "I don't need commitment, Bruce, I just need... This real moment, real connection, building a new life one day at a time." Bruce nodded, "One day at a time, that's all I can promise. It's also the most real thing I can give." There they stood, in the shadow of the porch, hand in hand, foreheads touching. No kiss, no passionate embrace, just two complex, scarred souls who chose to try, finally allowing themselves to touch the light after a long period of darkness. If the world is real and I am fake, will you still love me? Completed