"Harry... There you are!" Said Brown hugging him the second they saw each other... "You weren't inside your office when I came in... Was your state worsening? How do you feel now?"
"Why're you here, Brown?"
"I came to take you to the hospital"
"But, I'm not sick..., just tired"
"I can give you a massage if you want" Suggested Brown leading Harry to take a seat on a nearest chair before sitting beside him, So close that Harry could practically feel Brown's warmth.
"No, I just need to lie down when I get home"
"Did I do anything to piss you off?"
"No, why?"
"There..., now I'm sure that I did something wrong" Said Brown holding Harry's hand, "You tell me and it'll become history to us"
"You have a rehearsal now... Go back, it's important to practice before your big event"
"You're not even looking at me!" Observed Brown feeling hurt by it, "What did I do that is so wrong? Tell me... Please"
"You didn't do anything"
"Then why can't you look at me? You don't want me to touch you... Sending me away like a thief..."
"Brown, I can't!"
"You can't what?"
"I can't face you"
"Why? What're you afraid to see in my eyes"
"Oh, Brown if only you could understand me like I wish to be understood"
"I can always try, Harry" Said Brown not letting him go even to breathe, "What's it"
"What do you think we were if we weren't a couple? Why didn't you ever tell me that our relationship gave you a pause? Why do you make me feel like a pedophile? Why would I do something like that to a child?"
"That's your problem? Harry, did you lose your glow just from my earlier questions?"
"You think I'm an idiot?"
"No. I just wanted to know what our label was... I heard people can only be friends, bedfriends, boyfriends, hubbies... What're we if we're not any of those names?" Asked Brown kissing Harry's chin, a place he came to love it's structure the most.
"We're not?" Asked Harry dazed.
"It's a never hands to ourselves relationship so friends should be crossed out, we never had sex before so bed friends is not it either... I never had a romantic date with you so not boyfriends and I don't have that tittle of being your husband so I'm not your husband..."Trailed off Brown to gaze into Harry's soul, "What are we Harry? Give just one title please"
"You love me?" Asked Harry desperately, helplessly getting lost in Brown's eyes.
"I love you, Harry" Whispered Brown kissing his forehead.
"Not because I was there when you needed a hand in your life?" Asked Harry anxiously.
"I love you because, you're all that I need in order for me to have a happy, fulfilling life"
"Brown, Do you ever regret kissing me, being with me like this?"
"Are you joking? I'm actually addicted to all that's you, Harry"
"I love you, Brown"
"So, what are we?"
"I don't know about us but, I know who you're to me"
"Who?"
"The one carrying my heart"
"I want to take you out tonight"
"What's on tonight"
"Just a day in a month of the year"
"You're being mysterious" Said Harry curiously, "Now I can't even get my mind from rolling around"
"You should at least try... it won't be great to see you all worn out later on"
"Don't I even get some hints of what to wear for the night?"
"Just be well rested once I get home to get you"
"I'll be waiting"
"And I'll definitely come home to get you"
"I love you, Brown"
"I love you, Harry"