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The two of them stayed as close as they could to one another as they wove their way through the crowds. Eventually, they got within a couple blocks of Town Hall and both of them slowed down and pulled themselves to the side. The Christmas light display was fantastic. Every tree that lined each side of the street was done up in white and gold lights. The street lights
They were on the road to their destination. Center City awaited them! It was rather cold out, around the low forties, which Tony didn't appreciate. That didn't matter though, he was excited. He would make it a night Dillon would remember for(hopefully) a long time. Truth be told, he was a little worried that the kid wouldn't really
As Tony stood under the hot water as it pelted down on him, he actually allowed himself to feel everything. Dillon was right, as he let himself feel and then release such pain, he started to feel better. That didn't change the fact that it hurt his heart.
Forty-five minutes passed before Dillon got out of the shower. Tony had knocked on the door to ask if he was alright and he got a "Yea, be right out!". When he finally
Tony opened his eyes and blinked a few times. The first thing he registered was the soreness in his arm. He tried to move it, but he felt that Dillon had laid his head on it. They had fallen asleep together with Dillon's head on his chest. It was something they only did when one needed assurance. It wasn't that they didn't enjoy it, they were just generally more comf
'Happy' didn't describe it well at all. Was there a word to describe how intense the warmth in his heart was at that very moment? He tried to compose himself,