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I start to breathe too fast—the sht pass out, but I remember Miller’s in the shower I don’t want him in there alone

I stand, dizzy as fuck, and pull the shower curtain open, blink down at hi His chest’s

He’s breathing! It sounds wet and rough, but—

Fuck!

Miller coughs and then starts gagging I’m ith relief as I climb back into the tub and kneel over him

Focus, Ezra Fucking focus It’s not Alton

I shift ht so so hand and use the little strea his cheek, still struggling to get deep breaths, when his eyelids slit open

“Ez?” His lips don’t even move The sound comes from in between his teeth His eyes open more, and they look dazed and bloodshot

Holy shit, I can’t believe this is real…

“Hey there, Millsy” I cup his cheek with my hand, which still trembles

He looks around the shower, his face pale and blank

“Hey,in here?”

His tongue laps at his lower lip, and that’s when his face crumples “Ow” He holds his ers

“Jesus, did you bite your tongue?”

His hand covers his face, and he starts breathing louder Is he choking? I realize he’s crying, and it fucking breaks me

“Oh, fuck Miller It’s okay” I lean down to try to hug hile I put a hand on his forehead “It’s okay I’et up, okay? We’ll stand up and wash off Then I’ll get you in bed You’ll feel better”

I’ I look down at Miller, holding his face, breathing all unsteady, and I feel like I

“Okay, Millsy You think you can hold your head up?” I lift hioes behind his back is cupped around the base of his head Turns out he can hold his head up on his own, but he looks dazed as I get hi

He holds his mouth