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I tried generating pictures for this chapter, I like it... from left to right: Mark, Amel, Hoshi, Mika

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@VBlew thank you for leaving a comment, always nice to get a positive reaction 👌🏻

Yeah, I originally wanted to start a new series for these chapters, but then I realised it'd probably be better to post them in the original story so people following it would actually get notified. Now I have no idea what the right thing to do is, so I ended up posting them in both. 😆

I'd say Mark is allowing himself to be happy 🙂 I love the fact that you know U-N-I better than you know Coldplay at this point 😂 Excellent. Sometimes, I wish they were real because I love them more than I love Coldplay 😂 Yeah, but will I keep writing, though? Even I don't know the answer to that, to be honest... I'll probably keep writing for myself as long as I enjoy it. . But let's just say there's a reason that line is there. 😉 Sadly, there aren't many readers, so sometimes I feel a bit silly for even wanting to write more. But at this point these characters have been living in my head for so long that I don't think they're getting rid of me that easily. And yeah, I'd already written in the conclusion that Jordan and Grainne had a six-month-old daughter, so that fit the timeline for this chapter perfectly. And let's be honest, Jordan was always going to freak out. 😆

It was November 2023, Rob said he’d come on Monday or Tuesday, but when I spoke to him that morning, he sounded very relaxed about it, like nothing was really decided yet, just something that might happen if it suited him. There was something a little strange too. Nothing obvious but every time I asked when he was coming, he’d quickly change the subject and start talking about Magie instead. He’d tell me how she was doing, put her on camera, and share little stories about her. To be fair,

It was November 2023, Rob said he’d come on Monday or Tuesday, but when I spoke to him that morning, he sounded very relaxed about it, like nothing was really decided yet, just something that might happen if it suited him. There was something a little strange too. Nothing obvious but every time I asked when he was coming, he’d quickly change the subject and start talking about Magie instead. He’d tell me how she was doing, put her on camera, and share little stories about her. To be fair,

Isn't mature content less accessible because readers need to become members? Or has it always been like that?

Great!! Since I came back to the site, i noticed there seems to be less readers than before. I thought because I hadn't updated my story in a few years so it makes sense, readers have moved on, unlike me 😂 but I noticed that other newly posted stories had a very low number of views. are there less readers than before on gayauthors ? Aw, what happens if you edit a story, do readers get a notification ? I hope not because ive edited my story way too many times recently 😆

Not many readers left I'm afraid, but I'm still having fun with them, so I added this today to the chapter: Another video Rachel posted that fans loved was footage from our latest “breakup anniversary,” back before she got pregnant. Ever since Rachel and I broke up, I’d made a habit of taking her out once a year to celebrate it, usually by choosing something I knew she’d hate. That year, I took her to one of those restaurants suspended in the air where they strap you into a chair before lifting the whole table hundreds of feet off the ground. Rachel filmed the staff fastening the harness over her shoulders while she stared up at the guy securing the straps. “Has anyone ever died on this?” she asked him. The guy didn’t even hesitate. “Unfortunately no.” You could hear me laughing before we’d even left the ground. Later in the video, we were already up in the air, Rachel sitting perfectly stiff beside me and refusing to look anywhere except straight ahead. “Let’s look down together, okay?” I told her. “No.” “Come on, you can do it. On three.” “I hate you.” I counted anyway. She looked down for maybe half a second before jerking back with a horrified expression on her face while I gasped, my hand over my mouth because I already knew she’d freak out. At the end of dinner, the staff brought us a little cake with Happy Anniversary written across it in icing. Rachel filmed me immediately throwing an arm around her shoulders while we posed with it like a happy couple, me holding up my wedding ring for the camera, very much married to Rob. The comments under that video were full of people envying how Rachel and I had gone from teenage boyfriend and girlfriend to the fun straight girl and gay guy duo we were now. **** Sometimes, she was the one choosing the activity, though, and she was a lot nicer to me. After the reaction to the breakup anniversary video, she posted a few more old clips she knew fans would love. Most of them were just stupid little moments of all of us together, showing sides of us people never really saw, like one video of Rob, Damon and me arguing for nearly five minutes about whether having scales would make us fish or reptiles, and whether mermaids counted as fish while dragons counted as reptiles … fascinating stuff … Or me lecturing Rob jokingly after he broke my suitcase and exploded toothpaste inside it in Japan trying to cram a giant stuffed Pokémon between the two already closed sides, like he had already done with his own suitcase, while Jordan sat there laughing as he watched me go and on about it until I walked out the room to go buy myself a new suitcase. And, of course, Rachel had posted another video she’d filmed during another one of our breakup anniversaries that started with me walking into her apartment in London while she was waiting by the door with her keys in one hand and her phone in the other. “Oh, good,” she said immediately. “You’re wearing something that can get dirty.” Once we were in the car, I kept trying to guess where she was taking me. “Painting in the park?” “No.” “Pottery?” “No. Just drive,” she said, giving me directions. When I pulled into a gravel parking lot somewhere outside the city, I climbed out of the car and stopped for a second. Rachel was still filming while I looked around before saying carefully, in French, “Ça sent le crotin de cheval.” Rachel gasped immediately, realizing I’d said it smelled like horses. “I got it right?” She nodded, laughing. “No way,” I said immediately, already sounding excited. “That’s so cool.” The video ended with Rachel filming us galloping across a field together.

I added a scene with Mark's family in this chapter. Thought that'd be a nice addition.

@FanLit Yes, exactly… I love that about them, because Rob pushes Mark out of his comfort zone, but Mark pushes Rob too throughout the story, through the songs he writes and what he expects from him, and there’s no ego in it, just love.

@FanLit Thanks for commenting, as usual I love your comments. I know there aren’t many people still reading, but I still really enjoy coming back to the story anyway. What you said about Mark is probably why I loved writing this chapter so much, and why it felt so easy to write. I really loved writing the fans’ comments, I always do, it’s not the first time, because it shows how they see them… and especially how they see Mark. Not just as the guitarist and main songwriter, but as a real artist. They see something in him that he hasn’t fully embraced yet. And even though he’s never wanted the spotlight, and would rather just play guitar, write music, and be on stage with his friends, because yes, they mean everything to him, and that’s what makes him feel safe… At the same time, now that he’s older, it kind of feels like it’s time for him to come out a bit more. Not to leave the band or anything, just to let that side of him exist too. And Rob pushing him is really fun to write, but it’s also important. He doesn’t force him, he just doesn’t let him hide anymore, especially now that they’re older. This chapter actually happened because of Loïc Nottet’s song. I already had the idea, but he came back to Dancing with the Stars after 10 years and danced to his own song, and when I listened to the lyrics again… it honestly felt like Mark had whispered them to him. It was just too perfect not to write. I’ll see if inspiration strikes again, there’s still the three weeks part… I’m not really sure how/if I’m going to write it yet, because it wasn’t a fixed idea when I wrote the conclusion. I guess I’ll see what comes. So yeah… I’m really glad I waited five years to write this, because I wrote it for myself, and it just felt so easy.

@VBlew 😂 Yes , it kind of demanded to be out in the World! You should all go and listen to Loic Nottet now! Mark may be scared, but I'd say fate has its own plans for him, dragging him more into the light, whether he's ready or not.

I woke up to a phone vibrating somewhere between the sheets. Rob and I were still half-asleep, tangled together, and I seriously considered ignoring it until it stopped but Rob groaned, and I felt his hand searching for where the noise was coming from. He found it before I did and glanced at the screen. “It’s Tom,” he sighed. “Get it.” I checked the time. It was almost ten in the morning, a reasonable time to call, technically, but we’d fallen asleep around three so it still fell too