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Sometimes Bastian wondered where he would’ve ended up had he lived his life differently. Would he have been a more open person? Would he have allowed himself to get closer to more people? Would he have a love like the ones he’s read about? But then reality would set in and he’d brush those thoughts away. No amount of wondering would change the life he’s had and because of that, he just couldn’t see it all happening for him the way he was.

But then, there was Colton. He didn’t think of the younger man with doe-eyes or anything. But he couldn’t deny that they had grown somewhat close in the time he’s spent at PRIME. Which came as a surprise given the lad’s contrasting demeanor to his own. They were so different. And at first, Bastian found him irritating. But he was sweet and cute and persisted.

Damn him for having that weakness with others. That draw. He supposed it was what made him human still. The part of himself he could somewhat connect with at times.

It evolved from tolerance to more friendly and eventually physical. In more recent months, they’d spent time together more regularly. But Bas was still closed-off. Still reluctant. 

Tonight he was on his way to meet Colt. He didn’t think anything of the invitation when it was offered to him, so he’d casually agreed and took care of Calhoun before heading out for evening. The Irishman was unawares to the other’s underlying plans, having become perhaps too comfortable and used to seeing him...