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everett

he places the lid on the coffee cup, writing aidan's name on the side— a-y-d-i-n.

aidan glances at him with a raised eyebrow. "interesting way to spell it."

"i guess i just can't seem to get anything right today," everett grins and hands him the cup. their hands touch for a split second, but the shock hits everett like a brick wall.

fuck, he missed aidan.

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