the recovery project [2]

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everett

aidan is on his back, rubbing everett's shoulder blades in lazy circles as he lays in his arms, head pressed against his chest.

"aidan?" he sits up a little, his finger running across the brown-eyed boy's lip, which he kisses softly before returning to his position.

"yeah?"

"i love you."

"i love you, too."

everett rests his head back again and plays with aidan's hair, the two falling asleep back into blissful slumber.