Love Story (by curious)

It was a little weird as Oliver sat there in the pool, he thought to himself for a moment, wondering just how long ago ‘it’ had happened… About 10 years? Yeah, sounds about right. It happened when him and Tylar were 17…

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Tylar lay there holding Oliver, it was their last night together before both of them went off to college the following day; not just opposite sides of the country, but in fact, worlds. Oliver’s dad had gotten a job in Russia working in a lab somewhere. Oliver laid there with his head on Tylar’s chest, listening to his heartbeat, memorizing every pulse, hoping that maybe he could match his own beat to the other’s so that at least… some way they could still have something. He was snapped back to reality when he felt a gentle kiss on his forehead. Oliver looked up and smiled when he saw Tylar’s loving gaze admiring him fondly before leaning in for a kiss. Oliver wished this moment could last forever, but he knew that the coming of tomorrow would sever their innocent silence.

“Hold out your hands.” Tylar instructed of Oliver before reaching into his desk-drawer and pulling out a small azure sphere. He lay it gently in Oliver’s palms before resting his hands on top of it. Tylar bit his lip, “I have a plan, but you need to trust me, alright?” Oliver brightened, hoping that somehow Tylar had figured something out, some way they could stay together. “Of course I trust you” Oliver said before rubbing noses with Tylar. “Good, now... just close your eyes for a minute and try to cleanse your mind of any thoughts.” “This seems a little silly” Oliver frowned. “Just trust me?” Tylar said with that cocky, all-knowing smile that Oliver loved. “Alright” He closed his eyes.

What happened next surprised both of them, a gentle energy seemed to flow from the orb filling up both of them before returning to the sphere and filling up the other and cracking in half.

“Wh-wha?! How?!” Oliver said when he saw Tylar’s cocky smile on his reflection. “I told you, I have a plan… “ he placed one half of the sphere into Oliver’s hand and enclosed his fingers on it and took the other into his own, “We’ll stay swapped like this until next we see each other… I promised to wait for you, and this way, we’ll have a part of each other.” Oliver smiled before leaning in for a kiss, how strange it felt to kiss his own body… but he kind of liked it. Strange how just a kiss felt so different in someone else’s body…

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“Hey, you daydreaming again?” Tylar said coming out from the house. Oliver laughed, “You know it!” He raised a hand and stared at it; even though this was originally his body, it still felt foreign and yet, somehow familiar. He felt a slight nibble on his neck, “If you’re done checking yourself out stud, I’d like to spend a romantic evening with my fiancé.” Oliver smiled, he still couldn’t get used to that title. He had waited for this day for so long… and now all of their patience had come to fruition as Tylar began to lead Oliver to their bedroom…