Mickey got lost, his eyes closed as he emptied himself into the other boy. He floated out there for a few moments, before coming back.
He slumped down next to Sorin, needing a few moments to collect his breath and his thoughts. He blinked at the ceiling, noting a few of the cracks in it. He wondered if they'd paint it over when he left. Probably.
With a lazy smile, he turned over, collecting Sorin in his arms and pressing kisses on the skin of his neck. "Welcome to the school, Sticks."