I see them as a long-time couple. The one on the left has just seen something that reminded him of his mother who they buried two months earlier. He’s still grieving, and when the emotions overwhelm him, he turns to the one man he loves more than anything, his rock, his salvation, his heart.
They were married exactly one year after the US Supreme Court legalized gay marriage. They’d been waiting so long for that moment: to be legally wed and to share that special occasion with all their friends and families. Everything turned out beautifully, and they couldn’t have been happier. Now they keep this framed picture hanging over the fireplace in their living room so they can always remember how wonderful they felt on that day and how very happy they are to be married every single day since.
They’ve been friends for years and have been in love with each other for nearly that long, but there was always something—or someone else—standing in their way. Now that they are finally together and committed to each other, neither can imagine a future without the other.
I’m thinking this is the first time they’re living together as a couple. They found a new apartment so they could start their life together in a fresh space. They’ve been dating for a year. They met at a club, but now, they aren’t sorry to leave their wilder escapades behind them. They’re looking forward to quiet nights spent together, curled up on the couch watching Netflix. After they get settled in, they’ll get a dog. A rescue from a local shelter. Then six months later, they’ll get another. Their couch will be filled with four warm bodies, all cuddled together. But first… they have to head to the store to pick out the couch. Maybe after one more snuggle in their brand new apartment.