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Hey, you still awake?
Yeah.
…
Why?
Elias rolled over to check the clock. 3:26. The middle of the night.
No reason.
…
I miss you.
There was a heavy silence as he waited for Jon to respond. A couple minutes passed.
Meet me at the Institute.
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The city at night was cold and quiet. Wind whispered unintelligible secrets in Elias’ ears as he made his way through the dark streets. He pulled his coat tighter.
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Jon met him inside. The Institute was locked tight but they both had keys. The lights were off. Jon’s green eyes glowed like a cat’s. He offered his hand and Elias took it.
They made their way down the stairs in the dark. Together. The Archives were warm, dusty. Temperature controlled. Jon’s hand was warm too.
There was a cot in Jon’s office. It held memories. Sleepless nights, loneliness, worms. Jon sat on the cot and pulled Elias into his arms. He held him tight.
Sleepy kisses traced down Elias’ neck. Jon’s breath was hot on his skin. I love you. I love you I love you I love you…
Elias closed his eyes, safe in his lover’s arms. Here he could sleep.