[ ian ]
      âI MEAN, CALLING YOU MY VERY OWN GEDDY LEE was like⌠the least I could have done, you know?â he let out a small laughter before scratching a spot behind his ear â one of the nervous ticks of his â and offered his best friend a small shrug before finally getting out of the car and slowly heading back towards his⌠no, towards their apartment together with Kayden. He could feel the tension slowly beginning to build up again. Neither one of them really wanted it, it was more than obvious⌠but hey, what else can you do? Kayden deserved to know the truth, and if it meant Ian would have to sit and live through the worst time of his life together with the older male, heâd do that in an instant â he loved Kayden that much. âDo we have any beer?â he asked immediately, once they entered the loft and Ian walked straight towards the fridge. âI am not planning on doing anything sober.â
               Kayden s i l e n t l y follows after Ian to t h e i r apartment. He l o v e d just watching Ian m o v e? Sure sounded w e i r d but it was s o m e t h i n g he really l i k e d. Maybe it was because of his a s s? Or the way his hands s w a y e d while he walked? Who k n e w. âUm, we s h o u l d have some?â The older male c o m m e n t s with a slight shrug. âI m e a n I picked some up the o t h e r day? But l i k e, I donât keep c o u n t of them when I g r a b one?â He m a k e s his way over to the c o u c h, p l o p p i n g down on it. âBut, g r a b me one too? Even though Iâm only l i s t e n i n g to this I would like to a l s o not be s o b e r.â He chuckles l o w l y as he r e l a x e s against the back of the c o u c h, closing his eyes as he w a i t s for the other.









