As someone who didn’t give a flying fuck anymore what any parent thought about his life, Kane was sorely tempted to keep Adrian with him longer, to lure him back to bed for more snuggling and napping and fucking. But he knew that the longer Adrian stayed, the more risk of exposure he was under, and it was clear he didn’t want that, no matter how pointless Kane thought it was to hide who he was. It was a weirdly unselfish desire for Kane, to protect someone else’s dumb secret just because it was important to them. He scoffed a bit and rolled his eyes at the cautionary words, already hearing Bailey’s voice in his head saying he just couldn’t help himself from being stupid. Even if that was true, he’d survived this long, through a whole bunch of shit, so he thought he was doing okay. “Yes, mom,” he teased, giving Adrian’s ass a quick pat before he leaned in the doorway as the other man shuffled out. “I’ll be in touch.”
"Discreetly," Adrian reminded him and even wagged a finger at him as he walked away, fighting against the temptation to look back and losing. Kane looked even better now that he had to leave him and that wasn't fair at all. He shot him a grin and headed out but it was hard to ignore how his mood soured a little the farther he got and how the anxiety that he was going to get caught came back with full force once he was alone again. It was like Kane's apartment was a different world where he could live for short bursts without guilt and anxiety so maybe it wasn't that weird how hooked he was on the other man, despite everything.
Kane hadn’t taken his eyes off of Adrian as he was leaving, and that grin over his shoulder just stirred up all the stupid butterflies in his stomach again. He smiled back reflexively, wondering how Adrian looked so damn good in his simple clothes that didn’t fit exactly right. Maybe he just looked good in everything, but most especially nothing. Kane waited until Adrian was out of sight to close the door, and he took a moment to thunk his forehead against the inside of it once it was locked. He was in this deep, and it would probably be a disaster in the end, but he really couldn’t care at the moment. He felt so warm and full, like everytime Adrian was around he got to feast on something he needed but couldn’t name. Kane told himself to stop overthinking and just enjoy it while it lasted, and with that thought in mind, he turned to go back to bed for a while, a little eager to see if he could still smell Adrian in his sheets.