the recovery project [2]

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aidan

"can i come in?"

everett stands with the door open, a small smile on his face. he looks beautiful, blonde hair tousled and hazel eyes, and aidan wants to bash his head against the wall for letting himself fall into this trap.

"sure," his voice is gravelly, and he opens the door wider so aidan can walk in. "what'd you bring?"

"tulips, chocolate chip cookie dough fudge ice cream, and wonder woman on dvd all for fiona."

"that's so sweet," a light smile crosses over his face, the first one of the night. "thank you."

aidan sits on the couch, which he knows is a terrible idea. the last time... "we can watch it when she comes. where is she?"

everett shrugs, and maybe he planned for this to happen, aidan doesn't know. "haven't seen her at all. she's been out for the past few hours."

"huh. are you ready to eat?"

"it'll be done in ten minutes. what do you want to do until then? we can sit here in silence, or we can talk, about the incident two weeks ago."

aidan shrugs back at him. "i guess."