Adult Content Warning
This work could have adult content. If you continue, you have agreed that you are willing to see such content.
-
Tags
Summary
“Kenny!” He stifles, hastily swallowing the tang of bile tinging against his teeth. “I- you’re back.”
This reunion was supposed to manifest on Monday, after Kyle had given himself two half-inebriated days in preparation. Not like this, with him magnanimous and mesmerizingly stood at his front door, hot pink cat carrier in his hand and the damp, rain-soaked slit of cotton carving his chest for Kyle to view.
“Yeah, hey.” He says, words modest and impassive. He’s barely the gangly, amiable boy Kyle had left all those years ago. He’s broader, filling up the space of Kyle’s doorway and looming into the hall. “You have my cat?”
“Your cat?” Kyle repeats in mindless dismay, before the words are clawing at his skull and he’s widening the door for Kenny with a flustered oh in recognition. “Oh, yeah, your cat. Come in.”
Kyle convinced himself that he was fine, that he has moved on from Kenny. It's been two years since he left and Kyle has built a new life for himself. Their reunion is unpleasant, and Kyle decides he still hates him.
Apparently, hatred isn’t enough to stop Kyle from sleeping with him again.