He Came Back... Part 2 [M4F] [Exes to Lovers?] [Reconciliation?] [Reverse Comfort]

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Oh, morning. I let you out of my arms? Do I have to? Breakfast? Yeah, not gonna lie, I've been missing your eggs and bacon.

And I mean that literally, not figuratively. No, you're a dork. Thanks for letting me staying over, for agreeing to try and get me some help.

I, um, yeah. Yeah, let me get a shower and I'll meet you downstairs, okay? Oh, I'm sorry, I kissed you on the cheek, um, force of habit, I guess.

Thanks. I'll see you downstairs in a few. Ten minute shower, good enough.

Mm, that smells really good. Is it about done? No rush, you know me, cavernous stomach.

Baby? Baby? Gunfire? I, I, I hear, I hear gunfire.

No! Keep your head down, keep your head down. Quiet, quiet.

I have you, Pat. You're gonna, you're gonna be okay, all right? It's gonna be okay.

We're gonna go home, I'm going to propose, and you'll be the best man at my wedding, right? Come on, man, I can't be out in this fucking desert by myself again. Please, man, come on, come on.

Please, talk to me. Come on, please. What are they like? You love them when you meet.

They're patient as sin, but I think I pushed the limit a little too hard. Fucking miracle they haven't left me yet. Why would they? Pat, come on, this is weird.

Your, and your guts are hanging out, and they, they didn't want me to enlist. But I was a screw-up. I didn't even graduate high school, and all I could do was manual labor.

I just, I just wanted to be a better man before I proposed. My family, my family was so proud of me, but they worried, and worried, and worried, and worried. Please, God, I don't want to kill anymore.

Huh? What do you mean? He would have said yes, if I had proposed.

Pat, come on, man, you already got a boyfriend, and I've got the love of my life waiting back in, and back. Oh, oh God, did, did I hurt you? No, maybe you can't be here.

It's not safe here. I, I'm not in hell. I am here, with you.

I'm, I'm so sorry. Can you turn the stove off? Huh? You'll come back, right? You won't leave me? I, I trust you.

Thank you. Oh God, your arms. No, no, no, no.

Did they grab you? It doesn't matter if I was just trying to protect you. I'm, no, I, I thought I could do this.

I thought I could handle this, but Jesus Christ, if I wrecked it that way to some stupid oil popping, I could. Baby? Baby? Would, would you really have said yes, if I'd proposed? I, I love you so much.

I want you so bad, but I want you to stay away, so I don't hurt you again. And, and I don't know what to do. Repeat after you? I, I'll try, sweetheart.

I'll try. You want to be here, with me. You know I, I can get better, even if it seems hopeless.

You, you are my friend. You, you care about me. You still love me.

I wish I could kiss you in a way that wouldn't taste like blood. You want to take me to the hospital, don't you? Please, can I just rest for a bit? All of that sickness and death, the sounds of the machines, knowing people are probably dying in a room right next door, it's too much for me right now.

I promise, I will go. I just, I need a minute. Okay.

More than you signed up for, huh? Babysitting your butt-shit insane ex, while trying to cook some bacon. I know you don't mind, and it fucking kills me.

You always don't mind. You didn't mind when I came home, cold, distant, being an outright asshole to you after being away almost a damned year. You tried so hard, and I thought I'd be a big, tough, stoic man and break your heart, because at least I couldn't keep hurting you.

I want to take care of you for once. You've always taken care of me, ever since we started dating in high school. All I want is to be with you.

Since we started dating in high school, all I wanted was to be able to support you, and and it cost me everything. I know, I'm still here. You, you're still here.

I know. I promise. I will try, baby.

I owe you that much.