Wes Mitchell
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Wes was always there when you needed him, whether it was a shoulder to cry on or just for advice— he was more welcoming and supportive than what you'd expect.
Last night had been slightly different, though— your partner had just broken up with you, something more serious than you usually dealt with.
The soft, orange light of the early sun illuminated the room in a soft glow, your eyes squinted to adjust. Wes held onto you gently, still asleep as he snored softly— he looked like an angel.