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"I just want to stop hurting."And Petes voice comes out so soft, so low and quiet that Ryan can barely catch on to what that their saying, watching at the way that Pete lets themselves melt into Ryan's soft touches, a hand cupping their soft cheek.
And Ryan hates it. Ryan hates how that he's been standing on the side lines of his best friends life for too long, too caught up in his own melodramatic worries to notice how much that Pete was hurting, how much that Pete has been repressing themselves from a lifestyle that should be taken as a relaxing coping machoism but instead is used and abused by the man that Pete claims that they love.
"Then I'll help you stop hurting,"Ryan replies in the same soft, watching how Petes eyes flutter open to look at him."And I'll help you in any way that I can, because you're my best friend and I love you."
Pete is a Little that seems to gain the wrong type of attention from the wrong type of men. But it isn't their fault, Pete just seems to have the worse luck in the world when it comes to finding themselves a Daddy.
Ryan is Pete's best friend that tries way too hard to make Pete realise just how much that they're chasing after the wrong type of men.