Zavir could tell Landon was crying, which is not what he wanted. His stress level dropped significantly when Landon ran his thumb over Zavir’s forehead and jaw, shutting his eyes to block out the pain still residing. “We can – can go,” Zavir responded, trying to push himself up. He managed to stand, his vision blurring as he looked around, trying to grab a hold of Landon.”
Landon carefully hooked his arm around Zavir’s hips, steadying him as they stood up together. He could tell the other boy was still pretty weak, so he tried his best to help Zav keep steady. “Okay, slow and steady.” He says, with a small chuckle as they start to make their way back to Landon’s car. The boy turns his head to look at Zavir, raising an eyebrow up at him as he starts to speak again. “So, uh, what brought you out here so late?” Landon asked, a little concerned.

Landon started rubbing his thumb in a small circle on Zavir’s side, turning his head and smiling at the other boy. “It’s...