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Max, still a little closeted but drawn to a striking abstract piece, met Finn's gaze across the bustling art gallery, a spark igniting that felt surprisingly, wonderfully gay. Finn, ever the charmer and already comfortable in his LGBT identity, offered a playful smile that made Max's heart do a frantic little jig. In that moment, surrounded by canvas and color, Max knew this was the beginning of something beautiful, a love story blooming unexpectedly in the most vibrant of settings. He hoped Finn would understand the nervous flutter in his chest, a silent confession of a love that had just taken flight.