"You feel better today?" Nix said, helping Mitch take his bandages off. God, Nix was amazing. He was gorgeous too. Mitch looked up at his boyfriend, his eyes softening as he saw him. The man who saved his life, who loved him unconditionally. The man who was currently helping him recover from top surgery. And who made him all soft almost immediately after a long, hard day at work.

"Yeah, the pain's at least a little better..." Mitch said softly, putting on his MCR T-shirt and pajama pants with little stars on them. Nix couldn't help but laugh a bit.

"Grabbing anything from the drawer, I see." Nix teased.

"Yeah, yeah, let's just head to bed." Mitch grumbled.

Mitch grabbed a blanket off the headboard, wrapping him and Nix together in its comforting warmth. He loved moments like this, Nix's head tucked safely under his chin, his head against Mitch's chest. He loved being able to just admire the ginger in his arms.