Zane's POV~
"No tasks, actually, but…" I began softly, my voice dropping into something more vulnerable. "I just want you to stay by my side, Alfie."
For a moment, there was only silence between us...charged, heavy. Then, without a word, Alfie began walking toward me. Our eyes remained locked until he reached the bed and sat beside me.
"Fine then, Zane. I'll stay by your side," he said at last with warm, pain, anger, loss… and emotions I couldn't quite name in his gaze.
I'm sure he got thousands of words to say to me but he is restraining himself somehow.
He reached out and took my hand in his, intertwining our fingers as if trying to ground both of us.
What's with the hand-holding again? But then ... it feels good. Comforting, even.
Then Alfie spoke again, his voice low and soft.
