“Hey. C’mon.”

Milo hums, gently tugging on your arm and bringing you upstairs, sliding out of the cracked open window and urging you to come out him.

“Come on, man. Come lay down.”

He mumbles, smiling a bit as you lie down, sighing softly. God, he’s so handsome..

We talk for a few hours, and before you know it, I have him pinned against the roof, kissing his heart out.