aidan
he hates confrontation.
and yet he's still here, at everett's apartment, and is somehow shocked when everett wakes him up, heart racing at everything he wants to say and everything he's too scared to.
"merry christmas," he croaks, having not spoken for a while. "i waited for you."
the blonde boy stands there, speechless, his hand clutching a plate of leftovers.
he wonders what everett is thinking.
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the progress project [3]
Short Story❝ i'm sorry. ❞ ❝ okay. ❞ ❝ so what, you say anything else? i apologized. ❞ ❝ that doesn't mean ...
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