Max Evans (
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enduringvoices2023-03-18 08:39 pm
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So much better than never have I ever...

The buzz was settling in smooth along Max's skin, and he was feeling absolutely no pain right now. It was enough that he and Michael were in this texting discussion, but the topic was absolutely insane. Having walked the short distance over to where Michael was staying currently, Max knocked on the door after the last text came back. He felt terrible for giving his brother such a warped view of him. At least he came bearing gifts. A bottle of tequila and a couple of shot glasses, along with a bag of already cut limes. All Michael had to do was supply the salt.
"Wow. I’m flattered. You really know how to make a man feel special.
Who said I wasn’t drinking? I just wasn’t planning on drinking drinking but fuck it. You’re right we’ve been at odds pushing against each other for too long. We’re idiots. I was just so fucked up back then.
You got your dick pierced?! And both your…Ok I take it back. I’m vanilla. You out freak me. I’m scared to find out what else I don’t know.
You go. I’m processing."
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He blinked at the sound of Michael's voice and moved in closer, touching his lips to Michael's neck.]
I know you wouldn't, love. I know that's not you, even if he was such an ass. You are not him. You are the Michael that I love and I'm a part of you now, and never going to leave you. I hated that place and the way it made me feel. It broke me, and you [he turns a little and finds michael's lips in the dark, kissing him softly.] you're putting me back together like no one else has been able to since then. I love you for that.