#duttoned

eyes are following kayce’s every move from his spot behind the trees. maxwell has been waiting for hours! not that he minds; he is a very patient boy. he had no problems with waiting for kayce to come back to his little cabin that evening. in the meantime, maxwell had scoped the place out. he’d gone inside. 

he’d taken a shirt.

just one hidden so far back in kayce’s clothes, he’d probably never realize it was missing. might’ve forgotten he’d had it. never mind that. when he sees his friend appearing, maxwell shuffles further back into the underbrush. he holds his breath.