"D-Did you just call me G-G-Grayson?"
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I look up at his beautifully sculpted, handsome face and see the familiarities in it. I'd seen him in my dreams, as they were mostly nightmares, but I still saw him. Standing right in front of me. The boy i would see die in several painful and tremendous ways, was right in front of me. I put my hands onto his cheeks, and traced his jawline and cheekbones. Familiarizing myself with them. I was starting to remember the boy I was in love with.
He smiles at me when I caress his cheek and he moves the hair out of my face and leans in, kissing my face. I pull back and smile at him.
"Welcome back, Hales."
