“‘Kay,” Ricky whines gently to avoid the scolding as he gives into the sleepiness pulling down on his eyes. “Can I borrow your shoulder?”

Of course you can borrow my shoulder, Gyuvin thinks, but can’t you die in my arms instead? It takes seven minutes to get to the dorm by car, and it takes Ricky a total of three to fall asleep, and Gyuvin is happy to be the one he leans on.

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