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My sweet boy

My filthy rebel

My love

I’d never been this happy in my life

“I’ to miss this view,” he murmured “We’ll have to come back soon”

Yeah, definitely, but enough chitchat I turned around in his arms and took a sip of my coffee

“I wanna hear you say it again,” I informed him

Mirth lit up his dark silvery gaze,the salt-and-pepper bed head “If I say it more than I already do, you’ll tire of it in no time”

“Ied at his undershirt “Lemme hear it”

He chuckled and cuppedin slowly “I love you beyond words, Kellan”

That Right There

That’s the stuff

I sighed contentedly, and he kissed the cheesy grin off my face

“It’s unbelievable what you’ve done to htly “You don’t kno grateful I am”

I did, though “You show s, like the return of his energy, his growing interest in working again, hoas eating better—just the sih to make everyday decisions And he thanked me plenty He could pass me in the hallway and squeeze me hard and tell s and how he’d evolved

I reached up and touched his cheek “I just wish the crashes weren’t so brutal”

Because they were He could go to bed happy, screw me into next week, then wake up devastated And because his energy was cliher slowly but surely, the low points were heartbreaking to watch He beca progress—which he fucking was He just didn’t see it when the darkness swept in

“They’re worth it I have to look at it that way” He tilted his head and kissed ain—not because I need their innocence in ood left in the world, but because I want to see therow up”

Yeah, he was definitely ress

“I love you” I set downbefore I locked ain after the holidays”