“When you asked me for my numbed I didn’t expect that not even a full day later you’d be inviting me over for Netflix and Chill.” he teased as he got comfortable on Jayson’s couch. “I’m excited though I have to admit, I’m really fucking eager to get to know what your taste in movies is.”

Malcolm parked in the long driveway of Jay's house, his old house, and chewed his lip. He could feel it was a terrible idea. He could imagine how awful this had the potential to be. But a part of him still cared so much for Jayson, loved him, needed to be sure he was alright despite everything. He got out of the car and made his way to the door, letting himself in with the key still on his chain he never thought he'd use again. "Jay?" Malcolm quietly called out as he locked up and made his way up the stairs to Jayson's room.

Text: I'll be there soon.

Text: I'm getting in my car. Don't take any more, okay?