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Zeph got into his car, the only place he wanted to be was Trent's place. So he went there, knocking on the door.

Trent shifted, hearing the eager knocks. So he paused on his laptop and stood, going to the door. He opened it.

Zeph stood, softening upon seeing Trent. Something about last night made him needy to see him again.

"I'm sorry," is all he said before scooping him into a hug.

Trent softly shuddered, "Zeph... your... your knuckles... What..." He looked down, touching at them reverently like Zephyr was made of glass.

"It's okay, i'm okay, I just wanted to be with you."

Trent's eyes softened, lightly nodding.

"Okay," he whispered, softly pulling him inside the apartment and closing the door.

"We have to get these cleaned though... and wrapped."

Zeph followed like a lost dog, silently watching him. "You're pretty today..."

Trent softly smiled, shaking his head. His own black hair falling over his eyes. He moved to clean the wounds thoroughly, applying some fresh aloe vera on them before delicately wrapping them. That's when he moved to hold his bandaged hand with his own. Both of them, just broken individuals that are attracted to one another like magnets.

"Thank you, seriously, I love you."

Trent softly carded his fingers through Zeph's hair, "I love you too, Zephyr."

Zeph lowered his head onto Trent's shoulder. "She's... hm.... she's gone."

Trent let out a batted breath, holding onto Zeph tight. He pulled him close, as humanly possible. That's when Trent felt him shaking, shaking so bad.

"Z - Zeph..." He breathed.

"It's okay..." Zeph held him tighter, eventually picking him up and walked to the bed. He laid them down and sighed, pressing kisses to his face.

"Zephyr... No..." Trent spoke softly, he pulled back to meet his eyes and it felt like he couldn't say no.

"Are you alright? Do you want me to go with you to see her? The hospital or at..." Trent swallowed.

"You have every right to be there."

Zeph shrugged, burying his head into his neck. "I don't know - I kinda.... beat the shit out of my brother."

"Zephyr-" Trent breathed, though he laughed.

"He deserved it, so."

"I know," Zeph hummed, closing his eyes and wrapping his arms around him. "I'm sorry.... i'm not... can we talk about anything else?"

Trent let him, nodding.

"We don't even have to talk, okay?"

Zeph rested down, pushing his face into the male's chest. Even though he didn't move much, Trent felt wet spots find its way onto his shirt, Zeph finally relaxing enough to cry.

Trent rubbed the male's back, kissing his head.

"I've got you, it's okay. It's okay..."

Zephyr slept well that night, falling asleep in his arms. When he woke he was alone making him groan, rolling out of Trent's bed to find the male.

"Baby?"

Trent was making breakfast for the two, "Kitchen Zeph," the male softly smiled.

The taller male walked in, wrapping his arms around him. "Good morning beautiful," He buried his head into his shoulder, kissing softly.

Trent shuddered, "Figured you were hungry."

"Mhm... I am...you? i'm feeding you either way. how's your hand?" Zeph asked, softly watching his hands work.

"It's much better, it doesn't sting as much," he turned, looking at Zeph. Stealing a kiss from his mouth.

Zeph smiled, kissing him back and hummed. "I missed you."

"I missed you," he moved to feed him some bacon and eggs.

Zephyr ate silently, offering to do the same. "Thank you for breakfast seriously."

"You're welcome."

Zeph sighed, taking him into his arms, "Let me clean up, you've done too much."

"Hey, hey wait-" but that's when they locked eyes...

Zeph stared, eventually walking him back until he hit the wall. "I'm sorry," He plucked him up, kissing him hard.

"I love kissing you."

Trent moaned out, nodding in agreement.

"So do I."

Zeph shuddered, enjoying his sounds. "Jesus," He kissed him, lifting him off the ground.

Trent grasped onto him, wrapping his legs around his waist.

"How long are you... are you staying Zeph?"

"For as long as you want me to," Zeph hummed, kissing his cheek.

"Then... stay," Trent whispered, meeting his gaze.

Zeph couldn't help himself as he crashed his lips onto Trent, eventually stumbling into the bedroom with him. As they fell into bed, Zeph found himself slipping out of his shirt, then pushing Trent's off and kissed his chest.

Trent softly moaned out, completely at Zephyr's mercy.

"Please Zeph, please..." He begged. A beg for him to stay, to take him... all the way.

"What baby? What is it? Use your words love." Zeph leaned up, hovering over him.

Trent met his eyes, "Please, take me..."

"Baby -" Zeph groaned, kissing him and began taking their clothes off, rubbing his hardening length.

Trent shuddered, whimpering out. Closing his eyes and holding onto Zephyr tight. All he wanted was this and he just hoped to God that no flashbacks would ruin this.

"If you want me to stop, you tell me? Hm?" Zeph asked, knowing this was their first time together, he wanted it to be as comfortable as possible.

Trent nodded softly, his eyes going a bit soft.

"Thank you, Zeph."

"Don't thank me for that," with that Zeph lowered himself, choosing Trent's pleasure over his own. But eventually found himself bare against Trent's entrance. "Talk to me if you tap out?" He asked, taking Trent's good hand and intertwined their fingers before pushing inside.

Trent stiffened, grunting out to the invasion. He softly whined, gripping Zeph for dear life.

"I'm sorry, I know..." Zeph kissed his face not moving till Trent said so.

Trent panted, clenching to adjust. Making Zephyr groan.

"Mm - fuck..." Trent hissed.

"I'm sorry love," Zeph shifted, "How do you feel?"

"Mmgh...'" Trent shifted, holding onto him.

"I'm - I'm okay."

Zeph waited another second before moving. "My only goal is for your pleasure, okay?"

Trent met his eyes and he nodded, breathing out.

"Please, I want you to feel good too."