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When Jonathan awoke from his rest he was indeed loopy. High as a kite. He asked the weirdest questions, but as that high came closer to fading, the more nervous Evan became. He still had to apologize to him for everything he did.

He passed out again and the next time he was up he would be knowledgeable about his surroundings. Evan left the room to go to the bathroom. He needed space to breathe and think, away from Jon's mother.

He splashed water in his face. He looked at himself in the mirror with water dripping from his face. His reflection showing guilt. His true self.


It was two am when Jonathan woke up from his high. A groan came from his lips and Evan gripped his hand.

"Evan? Is that you."

"Yes, it's me, angel. I'm here."

"What are you doing here?"

"Apologizing for being a douche."

Silence.

"Are you feeling alright."

"Yes.."

"Do you need wa-"

"Look, I don't want small talk. I want an apology." Evan swallowed the lump in the back of his throat and then cleared his throat.

"I'm sorry, I- I just freaked out when I saw your wrists. I know depression isn't your fault so I shouldn't get mad at you. I guess I got really upset and overprotective, because.. because my sister died." He chocked back a sob. "I was a dick and an idiot, but fuck, I still love you. I love you so much."

He fished out the ring in his pocket. "Will you take me back?"

"Yes."

With tears streaming down his face, he jumped up from his seat and hugged him tightly.

"No need to cry, sweetheart."

"Yes, there is. I almost lot the love of my life, because of me and my idiotic ways."

"Well, you're my idiot. An idiot that I love."

With that, they shared a kiss.

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