Rayan needed a hug more than anything right now. He checked his phone. It was almost 9. Scott was most definitely at work already. He opened today's "good morning" text, received an hour and a half ago, complete with a kissy face emoji. It made him feel just a little better, the idea that Scott thought of him when he woke up.
He sent back: [Good morning! I love you!]
SCOTT: [Are you home yet?]
Rayan was surprised by the immediate response.
RAYAN: [Not yet. Something happened at work, but I'm heading home now.]
SCOTT: [Something happened? Are you okay?]
No, he wasn't okay. Seeing that text, his eyes stung and his nose tingled. The adrenaline of it all was over. He was tired. His feelings were hurt. It shouldn't bother him, but it did. He hated that it did. He was an
