Notes:

This is a little thank you gift for all those people who faved the story in the past few months. You have no idea how motivating those favs and alerts are.

This isn't anything ground-breaking, just giving those boys a bit more closure. You are free to ignore this epilogue if you like a more open-ended conclusion (I usually don't write epilogues because I like keeping things open to the reader's interpretation).

Warning(s): Fluff? Some serious talk. No sex. Sorry if you were looking forward to that :P Self-edited.

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"Lelouch, you've got to calm down," Suzaku said, after Lelouch had paced through the room for the third time in a row. "You studied for the entire week; I don't see why you'd fail." He smiled at Lelouch warmly, hoping he'd sit down and drink a cup of green tea.

"Shut up, you're not being helpful," Lelouch snapped at him, shooting Suzaku a death glare. And he paced through the room, again mumbling something about 'contracts' and other things Suzaku didn't really know or care much about.

Suzaku sighed, and took a sip from his cup of tea. "I just wanted to calm you down. But if you insist on being all nervous and panicky, then please be my guest."

"...I am not being panicky," Lelouch replied through gritted teeth, choosing to walk back towards the couch and plopping down next to Suzaku. He had his arms crossed, bearing the facial expression of one most thoroughly wronged.

Suzaku just shook his head, grinning. "Right. Because pacing up and down the living room is the sign of a calm state of mind."

At that, Lelouch rolled his eyes, shooting Suzaku another of his 'just hold your tongue, idiot' looks. "And the award for most unsupportive boyfriend goes to you."

Shrugging his shoulders, Suzaku just took another sip, not able to hide his smile when he put the cup back on the table. "You seem to forget that I helped you test your knowledge –" Suzaku made a face, " – on 'cease and desist letters' yesterday." And that was hardly unsupportive, considering how Suzaku despised anything related to legal letters. In any shape and form.

Lelouch's facial expression softened, and he reached out to touch Suzaku's hand. "I know. And that was lovely of you." He let out a sigh. "I'm sorry; I just keep thinking I might have overlooked something." He knotted his eyebrows, and sighed again.

"You'll be fine." Suzaku gripped his hand tighter, and shifted closer, so that their knees were brushing against each other.

For a second, Lelouch didn't say anything, didn't even move, but then he broke out into a smile, and he shook his head. "You're sweet." He moved closer to Suzaku, pressing a brief kiss against his lips and lacing his fingers together with Suzaku's. "Hard to believe that you were kind of bastard when we first met again –"

"Ah, don't mention that time," Suzaku said, his eyes growing a bit duller, "I still think that –"He took a deep breath, not sure how to start. "I still wish I could have done things diff-"

"I forgave you. You should know that by now," Lelouch interrupted him, and pressed closer to him. "And I trust you not to betray my belief in you." He snuggled against Suzaku's shoulder.

Suzaku smiled wistfully, looking at Lelouch and feeling his heart skip a beat when he saw just how much Lelouch trusted him. There had been a time when they hadn't been able to sit so comfortably next to each other. "Not everyone could forgive something like that -"

"I never think it's too late to forgive, Suzaku. You see, you even managed to ... talk to your father again."

Suzaku frowned; that topic still left him feeling a bit embittered, and he curled his other hand to a fist. "I don't think I'll ever be able to – I don't know, Lelouch. He could have done things differently. "And Suzaku bit his under lip, trying not to let the bitter feelings consume him.

"I'm not saying you should forgive him at once. Though it has been years ... and, unlike my father, he's still alive –" Lelouch touched Suzaku's cheek, lovingly tracing his fingertips across it. "I just don't want you to regret never having made up with him."

Suzaku nodded, and leaned forward to kiss Lelouch gently, sighing into it; it was quickly over, him being fine with them just being like this, and Lelouch too tired from all the cramming to take it any further. "I love you," Suzaku said, grabbing hold of Lelouch's hand again.

"You're really too sweet; do you charm your customers this way too?" Lelouch was looking at him challengingly.

Suzaku laughed. "You forget that I don't really have direct contact with customers. Unless you count car parts as ... well, -"He frowned, tilting his head to the side. "Are they customers?" He asked this in a mock innocent tone, knowing that it would drive Lelouch up the wall.

And the look that Lelouch gave him was about one part amused, two parts incredulous, and three parts annoyed. "Very funny, you have a most delightful sense of humour." His eyes narrowed. "And you might not charm car parts, but you definitely didn't shy away from using your charms in a very specific way once –"

"It's been nearly four years." Suzaku rolled his eyes. It wasn't like he'd forgotten about that job entirely, but with – every passing day that moved him away from what he'd been once – it seemed more and more like a bad dream.

"I know," Lelouch said, frowning, "but a part of me still hates how you slept with so many people –"He sighed loudly, his hands running over Suzaku's palm.

"I told you once that didn't really mean anything. It was just a job." Suzaku wasn't going to say that he wished he could have taken it all back (he did), or that he would have loved it if he'd been reunited with Lelouch before his life had fallen apart (he always wondered what if -), but the truth was that he had been a porn star once, and nothing would change that. And he'd told himself that he would stop obsessing over the past the day he'd finally accepted that Lelouch wanted to be with him, too.

"It means everything to me though now, being with you – and Nunnally." He looked at Lelouch, smiling again.

"You're so sentimental," Lelouch said, but there was smile on his face. "Has Euphy been rubbing off on you?"

"...No, I think you should blame Nunnally. Though Euphy shares an equal blame," Suzaku said, chuckling while running his hands through Lelouch's hair.

"... she is very annoyingly into those romantic tropes, so unlike Cornelia," Lelouch said, closing his eyes. "I really wonder how they get along so well, those unlikely pair of sisters." Yet, despite the words, Suzaku could hear the warmth behind them.

"It's good that Nunnally has someone to spend time with though. Especially today," Suzaku said, meaning every word. "I know how you were against trusting someone of your family at first, but ... those two really care." And he knew how hard it was find to someone who did just that - loved you for what you were.

"I know," Lelouch said, smiling at Suzaku, his eyes fluttering open and shining brightly with affection, "you hammered it into my head so often until the message finally sunk in."

"You can be stubborn," Suzaku replied, grinning.

"And you are ..." Lelouch started, but then just let out a sigh. "As charming as this affectionate banter might be, I need some rest." With that, he shifted on the couch until his head was resting on Suzaku's lap, and his feet were curled up. He murmured another 'don't say anything' before closing his eyes, and drifting away into sleep.

And Suzaku should have told him that their bedroom would have been a better option, but Lelouch looked so carefree and happy that Suzaku decided to not say anything at all.

If Lelouch complained of an aching back and a crick in his neck on the next day, it certainly wasn't going to be his fault.

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