Thomas slowly woke up in a hospital bed. He groaned and moved a bit.

"Thomas!" A voice yelled. Thomas winced as he looked over, his eyes widening.

"J-Jon..." Thomas muttered.

"You're awake." Jon smiled a bit as tears rushed to his eyes.

"Please don't cry, Jon..." Thomas muttered.

"I c-can't help it. You were in a coma for two years, I thought you were never going to wake up." Jon said.

"At least I'm awake now." Thomas grinned.

"You idiot... I love you."

"I love you too." Thomas blushed. "All I remember from two years ago is you getting something from the house, what was that something?"

Jon blushed and got something out from his pocket. It was a tiny maroon box. Jon opened it, revealing a silver ring.

"Jon..." Thomas covered his mouth.

"I've loved you ever since I first met you. You were my first love and I didn't care what my parents thought about you, at least I loved you. So, Thomas Sanders, will you marry me?"

"Yes!"

As Jon put the ring on Thomas' finger, a mirror was glowing with mystery somewhere, someplace...