aidan
everett is in his arms, asleep and smelling fresh with the grapefruit body wash he had used. his blonde hair is matted down against the pillows, and he looks so peaceful, so comfortable, that it's hard for aidan not to watch him instead of getting some rest.
he's going to miss this.
he knows that he still has time, and that everett will be there for him when he comes back, but...
he slips out of bed and into the kitchen.
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the recovery project [2]
Short Storyit does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.