RoseandBlood
Don't Worry...
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His head nestled comfortably against Asho's chest until he laid there in his bed safe at home again. Was this all a dream? Did none of the actually happen? No he couldn't stoop to just ignore what just happened. Eventually Miles's eyes fluttered open and he coughed himself awake, a faint bit of purple mist escaping his lips as he coughed. When he took a glance around the room, he glanced about until his eyes landed on the black haired figure beside him.
It was dark outside, the stars twinkled and the moon shown brightly. One Miles's small hands coming out of the covers and ever-so-gently placing over Asho's. He smiled. Oh, how he admired and loved this beautiful creature in front of him. Feelings were over flowing for him, so much so, that tears began spilling out of eyes. He sat up and leaned his head on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry....." he wept and repeated those words to Asho and then called out his name over and over and over again. The thought of losing him had scared Miles so much, he clutched tightly to shirt and didn't want to let go. It wouldn't matter if Asho wanted to strangle or beat him up if he was mad, just as long as he didn't leave him.. Miles would be happy.
... I Got This.