Maddox groaned as he sat up. Ignoring the thudding in his head, he scanned his surroundings. Where was he? And where the hell were his clothes?
"You're awake!" someone said as they walked in. Maddox groaned at how loud they were. He hid under the duvets. Ugh, he was hungover. He felt the bed dip as someone sat beside him. "Maddox?" they asked gently, and he blinked as he opened his eyes. He recognised that voice. He would recognise that voice anywhere.
Maddox peered over the blankets. Sitting on the bed was Citrus, with his shiny blonde hair, pale skin, blue eyes, and citrus smell. All reasoning went out the window as Maddox hugged him. Citrus laughed a little as he hugged him back. Oh, how he had missed him so much. He cried a little. He moved away and grabbed his face with his hands as
