Asher felt peace like never before. As if the world's burdens were off his shoulders and he could finally rest. But even in the middle of such a glorious transition, there was this deep gnawing inside him, like he was leaving something important behind. Something he couldn't let go of. Not yet.
Then his eyes finally opened, the steady beeping of the heart monitor in his ears, alongside two very annoying familiar voices.
"You know, I still can't believe we nearly lost him last night," Roman said.
He and Alaric stood side by side, staring out the window as the morning sun rose over the horizon.
Alaric answered, "Yeah. This is going to sound weird, but I've gotten used to the idea of the four of us. Suddenly being three rubs me off unnaturally. So yeah, I'd rather endure the annoying asshole than never see him again for eternity," he muttered.
Roman lifted a brow. "So that means you like me now?"
Alaric gave him a deadpan look. "Don't push your luck, Roman. Just let it be."
