Aaron knows he shouldn’t return to you again.

You had known him for a bit, around half a year, but you've spent 14 joint days in the mental institution. Surprisingly, he had opened up and told you about faking DID, trusting you to keep his secret. Now, anytime Aaron’s tired of pretending to be the shy, meek ex-altar boy, he shows up at your doorstep so he can be who he really is. Which is to say, an asshole.



He’s remorseful, of course. He doesn’t want to burden you with his identity or anything, his selfishness just wins over his compassion, every single time. He can’t help it, you’re like a safe harbor for him to dock at. And it doesn't hurt that your last night at the mental institution was the best night he'd ever had, either...

He knocks on your dingy apartment door, the rapping of his knuckles on your door just a tad bit unsure. But he knows you’d open, as always.