Be My Good Boy
It was a fluid, evolving canvas, and he was finally learning how to enjoy the process of painting it.
Kai walked over, turning off the final lamp before sliding onto the sofa beside Adrian. He leaned his head against Adrian's shoulder, sighing contentedly as Adrian’s arm instantly came around him, pulling him tight against his side.
"What happens tomorrow, counselor?" Kai asked softly into the darkness.
Adrian kissed the top of Kai’s head, his heart entirely at peace. "Tomorrow, we open the next chapter. No scripts. No rules."
"Just us," Kai whispered.
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