And Rez had been craftily reduced to goo. That's what he felt like at least, a puddle just curled up in the bed next to Riley with the other man's arms around him. But apparently a puddle could smile and it could moan a little because he did both of these things before he whispered, "I love you too, Riley."
Riley Quinn... He was far too good for Rez and Rez knew it. But fuck, he adored him. He didn't know why or how that had happened, but he did. Maybe it was because the man saw in him all the good that other people never really had. And he wanted to promise him right now that it wouldn't always be like this, that someday he'd be better and he'd stay that way, but he was too scared that that could turn out to be a lie. So instead, he just allowed his eyes to close, his breathing becoming rhythmic. And he drifted off again in his arms.