Silius freshened up and changed into his pajamas, the familiar routine oddly hollow tonight. With a soft sigh, he flopped onto his bed and pulled a pillow into his arms, sinking into its warmth as though it could fill the space beside him."It's kinda strange," he mumbled into the pillow, "lying on a bed alone now."He hadn't meant to say it out loud. He definitely hadn't meant for anyone to hear it."I miss him," he admitted anyway, quieter this time, mostly to himself."Who? Me?"The whisper came right against his ear, and Silius nearly jumped out of his skin. Before he could fully register it, arms slid around him from behind, a familiar weight settling into the bed, a head resting against his shoulder, lips pressing a slow kiss to the side of his neck."M— Mathew?" Silius twisted around, startled. "What are you doing here?""What do you mean, what am I doing here?" Mathew asked, entirely unbothered, as if sneaking into someone's childhood bedroom in the middle of the night were th
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