The next morning, Ace's apartment,
Ace opened his eyes to find Crescent snuggled against his chest, comfortably sleeping. Ace had Crescent wrapped in his arms. When Ace noticed Crescent mumbling something irritably in his sleep, he couldn't help but smile to himself. Ace pulled away from Crescent, making sure not to wake him up.
Ace then grabbed his phone out of his pocket and checked it. His gaze was drawn to the date. The day has passed, and Ace is probably sleeping well for the first time in years on this particular date.
On this particular date, he had company for the first time.
Ace glanced at Crescent, unsure if Crescent was the catalyst for his inner demons to stop devouring him.
Ace locked his gaze on Crescent's sleeping face. He wondered how it was possible to hate someone wi
