“Just let me clean the blood and cover the wounds. With your healing, you’ll be fine by morning, but tonight, your back’s going to feel like s**t,” Elijah says, and Jayden feels something cool on his back, a damp cloth.
“Wish I had your healing abilities,” Chogan says, and he holds Jayden down while his back is cleaned, even though that doesn’t hurt as bad. But Jayden doesn’t say anything or complain because, secretly, he likes it and doesn’t want it to end, and he knows it will soon.
Right now, he’s close to both Chogan and Elijah, something he wants, but it won’t last, can never last. He should get out of their way. As he lies there, he starts to feel guilty about kissing Chogan.
Elijah is his best friend, his family. And Jayden kissed his lover. It doesn’t matter who started the kiss
