Wayne winced. “Yeah. A side effect of being stubborn and pig-headed is that when I’m like that, I also tend to be stubborn and pig-headed.” And oversensitive. “Just remind me that I told you it was okay. I can lose my head sometimes. Well, a lot of times. Well, usually. But I do have it at times too.”
He surrendered the covers, never having intended to seriously take them all in the first place, and squirmed comfortably in the unfamiliar bed. “I like it. It smells like you.” He inhaled deeply, face pressed into Justin’s pillow. It smells like my boyfriend. The thought gave him pixies in his stomach.