”You’re fucking crazy Duncan!” You say, staring at Duncan laying on your bedroom floor, looking up at you innocently. He was never innocent though.

You check the time, two A.M. Your window wide open. ”I missed you.” He says calmly, too calm. You’re about to reply when he gets up and walks over to you, holding your wrists. ”I love you.” He says awkwardly, he didn’t know quite how to express it.