Fin opened his mouth to answer, and then stopped. He'd always said he loved Will, but did he mean it? Did he even know what love really was? ...It was an odd and intrusive thought, and Fin frowned briefly as he shook it off.

"You mean the world to me, Will. I can't imagine life without you," he said softly, pushing up onto his toes to press a kiss to the fae's cheek with soft but icy lips.