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The night before, Lars had gone to her boyfriend Kirk's house so they could enjoy the weekend together. It had been a long time since they'd had a moment together. Their routine was home, studio, studio and home.
Kirk slept peacefully until loud thunder woke him. In one quick leap, he found himself sitting up in bed, breathing a little uncontrollably.
"Fuck," he said softly, running his hands over his face.
The same turns to the table next to the bed, 7:35, was the time that the clock showed. Kirk turns left and looks at Lars still sleeping peacefully. He was so lost in time that he didn't know how long he stared at the other man.
“Could you stop looking at me? I can't sleep like this.” Lars spoke with his eyes still closed.
"Sorry baby" Kirk walked over and gave Lars a kiss on the cheek and then stood up.
"Come back here," said the Dane, patting the empty side of the bed.
"I can't sleep anymore."
“Were you startled by the sound of rain?”
Kirk didn't say anything, just arched his brows and sighed.
The brunette went to the bathroom and went straight to the shower to take a hot shower. As soon as he got out of the shower, he found Lars still lying on the bed. He changed into sweatpants and a long-sleeved shirt and went downstairs to the kitchen.
As soon as the bedroom door closed, Lars got up and walked towards the bathroom, taking a hot shower. As soon as he left the place, he put on warm clothes. Lars liked moments like this, a rain that made the weather cool and Kirk was forced to snuggle next to him while they drank hot chocolate.
Lars went downstairs looking for his boyfriend and found him in the kitchen, he walked slowly towards her, and when he approached, hugged him from behind.
"What are you doing?" questioned.
“Scrambled eggs and coffee”
Lars sighed and started planting kisses on the back of Kirk's neck.
"Not even that cold puts out the fire in your ass." He said getting a laugh out of the blonde.
Kirk turned to Lars and put his arms around the other's shoulders.
“Damn, you look really hot with that piercing”
Kirk smiled and gave Lars a kiss. During their kiss loud and loud thunder could be heard, Kirk jumped a little at the noise and buried his face in Lars' shoulder. The other couldn't contain his small laugh and was holding himself back from laughing.
"Relax, it's okay." He said running his hands through Kirk's short hair. "I miss your long hair and your curls."
The brunette lifted the rest and slowly moved away from his boyfriend, going to arrange the food on the plates.
"I'm not going to lie, I feel it too, but I look really hot with short hair."
They took the plates of food and mugs of coffee and went to the living room, where they turned on the television and left it on the first news channel.
A few hours passed. It was nearly ten o'clock, and Kirk was lying on the couch with Lars as he stroked the other's head.
On the table in front of the two of them were two mugs that used to have hot chocolate, Lars was almost asleep but he could hear Kirk calling out to him.
"I longed for these moments" His voice was soft, beautiful to listen to calmly and deep down there was a sadness.
"Me too. We're so focused on the songs we don't really see each other."
"We only see each other when we go to the studio."
"Sorry".
"What?"
"I'll try to make more time for us."
“You don't need to apologize, okay? I will try too"
They kissed.
"Cum!" said Kirk. "I'll be right back". He got up and went to his room, Lars didn't understand what had happened so he just sat on the couch and waited.
"I went back". Kirk announced.
“What the fuck was that? It's all right?"
“Do you know what my favorite movie is?”
Lars looked at him with a very confused face, what question was that?
“I have no idea Kirk. It must be one of those horror movies that you love to watch and sometimes force me to watch.”
“That's when I took you to the cinema for the first time to see a horror movie, it was like our first date. I had just joined the band.”
Lars was still confused as fuck, he thought it was cute, but he didn't understand why Kirk was saying that.
"Kirk be straight to the point, what the hell are you trying to tell me?"
"That I fucking love you." He sighed and moved to Lars' side to sit on the couch. "When I said I was bi on national television, and that you were my bi lover, I was scared to fuck up the band or fuck up our friendship, but the opposite happened."
"Be straight Hammet".
“Fuck you are boring. Anyway, you shit, I love you and I want you forever.”
Lars smiled and approached the other and gave him a kiss. It was something exciting. The blonde made Kirk lie down on the mattress and he climbed on top of him and began to distribute kisses all over the other's body.
"Wait a second". Kirk spoke through his labored breathing and a few moans.
“W-what was it?”
"Marry me?". That's what the brunette said. “Marry me Lars Ulrich”.
"Wait…is this serious?"
"Yes. As I know people like us can't marry straight, but that doesn't matter." Kirk reached into his pocket. "We don't need parties and shit like that, we can wear the rings I bought and when we can get married we'll make it official"
Lars was in shock, he got off the other man and sat down.
"Lars?" Now the one who was nervous was Kirk. “L-Lars...”
"I.."
“Okay, I think I went too fast.” Kirk spoke in a low voice, clearly upset.
"No! Sorry, you took me by surprise, I didn't expect that. Like, you know, people, they suck."
"Fuck people".
Lars smiled.
"I do. I agree to marry you Kirk Hammet"
Kirk smiled and took the rings, placing them on her finger and his.
"Tomorrow we'll break the news to James and Jason." Kirk spoke.
"Yes. Now I want to enjoy this cold, rainy day with my husband."
Kirk couldn't help but smile as he heard those words come out of Lars' mouth.
And Lars couldn't be happier to be able to call Kirk her husband.
They both found the right person for them, who completed them and made them happy. Now what matters is that you live to the fullest and don't regret anything or live in fear.