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We get in the shower again, laughing as ith get-your-dick-up soap—again

Afterward, I dry Mills’ shoulders off, and towel dry his hair When we’ve both got torapped around our waists, I rub his shoulders doith lotion Before I finish, he’s turning around to kiss me

“I love you”

“I love you more”

We get caught up kissing—until I pull away because I’ive it to him

“You laid soh his room

“You…received it nicely?” We’re both laughing our asses off again as alk downstairs to watch a movie on the couch

We start Guardians of the Galaxy Vol 2, which I have no intention of watching, and I sort of hope he doesn’t either I cover Mills up with a throw blanket and wedge myself between his back and the couch’s spine He’s asleep beforehim and follow him down into dreamland

In the drea fuck you all I’ please help me

My ht outside the door I don’t knohy she won’t come in

“Please…”

I can’ton my side, curled up I’

Someone carriesI open ht room and I’m strapped down to the bed My mom’s not here

“Ezra!”

I open my eyes, and Mills is blurry

“Hey, angel” He’s rubbing ainst his chest “You okay? That one took a minute” He looks worried

“What was I saying?” I e to croak

“You were saying your mom’s name,” he whispers

He hugshard and fast “I gotchu, Ezzie We’re okay We’re on the couch”