[The term of endearment makes him laugh, a harsh, ugly noise of genuine amusement that would have fans of the erstwhile detective prince crying. The word Aelwyn leveraged against them like an insult, the word he'd never dared to use himself, said with such ease as if somehow "boyfriend" and "murderer" couldn't possibly refer to the same person.]
Honestly, you really are...
[He closes his eyes and exhales a sigh, allowing himself to rest his head against the other boy's shoulder. He's drained, not just physically, but mentally and emotionally in equal measure.]
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Honestly, you really are...
[He closes his eyes and exhales a sigh, allowing himself to rest his head against the other boy's shoulder. He's drained, not just physically, but mentally and emotionally in equal measure.]