"You're not going to lose me," Fox said gently, turning to look at Mingyu and then reaching up to brush the bangs that threatened to fall into the man's eyes. "You know the last thing I want to do is hurt you like that again."

There was a pause, and then he let his hand drop, seeking out Mingyu's and giving it a squeeze.

"That's what I need to figure out. Because I don't think... I don't think we really can go home." His voice dropped to something far more quiet. "I don't think either of us want to just - go back to how things were before. I don't want to let you go back to that, and I'm pretty sure if I step back into my previous life I'll completely ruin the timeline just by knowing what I know. But I--" He hesitated, then murmured:

"What if I could fix it, Mingyu? Make it so we did have a home to return to again? Together."