Dave flinched and shut his phone, "Well, that hurt." He said to himself as he began walking home from Rose's apartment. When the blonde reached his apartment, he unlocked the door and slammed it behind him. He flopped down onto the couch and held his head in his hands, "god, what have I done?" he asked the empty room, "john….I love him." He said and began thinking of ways to dig his way out of this.

John had cried for a few hours before calling Jake and asking for advice. He was told to forget Dave. Once a cheater, always a cheater, right? No….Dave wouldn't do that...or at least John didn't think he would. Over the next few weeks, John spiraled into depression, lost a lot of weight, and lost all his happiness.

One day, John was asleep on the couch when there was a knock at the door. He sighed softly and walked over to it, opening it was a slight smile. It was a mailman, "package for…" he paused, reading the name on the little card, "John Egderp?" he asks, softly, "dave…" John mumbled under his breath and took the box wrapped in red paper. He thanked the man and shut the door as he walked away. John sat down on the couch and slowly pulled the red ribbon from the box and pulled the lid off slowly. He gasped at what he saw: a bouquet of eleven real roses. John counted twelve but there was a plastic rose among the rest. John furrowed his eyebrows as he pulled the little note card from inside the bouquet. It read: Dear John, until the twelfth rose dies I wall love you. Forever yours, Dave.

John bit his lip, not quite wanting to believe the little note, but hugged the roses close to his chest anyway. After a few minutes there was another knock at the door. He blinked and stood slowly, walking to the door. He placed the roses down on the table before opening the door. This time, he was even more surprised than when the mailman had been there. He hadn't gotten any mail since his birthday….of last year.

It was dave, gorgeous as ever. "did you get my roses?" he asks as soon as the doors open. John nodded, ignoring his question, "what are you doing here?" he asks, moving aside to let him in. Dave walked in slowly, "John, I am so sorry…please just take me back." Dave said, "I'm here to win you back. I'm yours no matter what." He said and took his 'ironic' shades off to look him in the eyes, "please?"