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“Come on babe, open up.” Teddy called out after he’d knocked on the door for the hundredth time. He was drunk, but that was nothing new. “I said I was sorry.” He repeated once again, he knew that he’d fucked up this time but he didn’t deserve this. This was what Teddy did, he made stupid mistakes, or he let his mouth run away with him, he got into fights, and he pissed the other off. “Come on-” Teddy pleaded again as he rest his head against the frame of the door, his voice softened a bit. It had been a long night for both of them and all Teddy really wanted to do was lay his head against the other’s. “please.” He added, more quietly this time. “If you want me to go I’ll-” he stopped short when the door opened, Teddy’s downtrodden features broadened into a smile. “there you are.”
