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aidan

there is a knock at his door, and when he opens it, everett stands there with his hands shoved into his jean pockets, the v neck he's wearing complimenting his pale skin.

"what are you doing here?" aidan asks, his mouth hanging open. his eyes glance at the other boy's lips, and his tongue runs along his own.

everett brushes his fingers along his cheeks, caressing them, leaning forward in slow motion to kiss him. "i love you."

aidan is walking backwards, his lips attached to the other boy's, the warmth returning to his chest to heat his ice cold body. everything is on fire, but he doesn't mind the flames anymore.

"i love you, i love you, i love you..."