Tearing At The Seams • Muke au

"What if this is just a dream and we haven't woken up yet?" He asks.
I look over at him, but he's not looking at me. I think over his question. I think about the scars on my wrists, my alcoholic father. I think about how the very beautiful boy asking me this is taken and straight, but how I'm still wishing he would like me back. I sigh, "Then this is a nightmare."