"It's a dangerous thing to say out loud," he murmured, hating the cowardice in that confession. "Especially not knowing how you'd react." It was awful, but Goodnight was so utterly relieved that they'd figured it out, though perhaps not as subtly as they could have.
"Can I stay here tonight?" He'd asked before but he was asking again, wanting to be sure; wanting this to be something he could have.
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Date: 2016-11-27 02:34 am (UTC)"Can I stay here tonight?" He'd asked before but he was asking again, wanting to be sure; wanting this to be something he could have.