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{I’m so sorry. You’ve done things about squeaks and squeals and I genuinely didn’t know it would make you uncomfortable. I meant it more as a small noise than anything, ...

Patton let out an involuntary moan and kissed back.

Patton’s eyes widened as he realized what he’d done and he pulled back. “I’m sorry, I should’ve asked first.”

Patton’s breath hitched, and he leaned in slowly, unsurely, and lightly brushed his lips against Janus’.

Patton’s cheeks flushed as he looked at Janus. He felt awful he had gotten hurt. His eyes flickered down to Janus’ lips before quickly looking away.

Patton wrapped his arms around him and rested his head again Janus’ shoulder.

Patton entered the room and wordlessly pulled the covers back and slipped in next to Janus. He took his glasses off and folded them, placing them on the table. He ...

Patton swallowed, clearly distracted. After a few seconds he seemed to register Emile’s words and said, “uh, yeah, yeah.” His eyes were still on the hall Janus had disappeared down ...

“Alright,” Remy said softly. “It’ll take a long time to heal but I’ve done what I can.” “Are you okay?” Patton whispered.

“I’ve cleaned it out,” Remy said, “so now we’re going to bandage it tightly. Hopefully it’ll stop the bleeding and reduce a bit of the pain.”

“No no, stay still, I’m okay. You’re the one who’s hurt.”

Patton felt awful. Maybe if he hadn’t left Janus alone this wouldn’t have happened. “I’m sorry, if I had— if we hadn’t—” he trailed off.

Patton whimpered a little at the strong grip. Remy grimaced. “Sorry,” he said. “Nearly done.”

Remy pulled out the alcohol and said, “this is going to sting,” in warning before gently pouring it on a towel and pressing it in the wound.

“We only— we only split up for a few— a few minutes,” Patton hiccuped.