Trent: he woke up and smiled at up at his sleeping boyfriend. He leaned up and kissed Matt's lips. His hand trailed up to the back if his neck and touched the scarred, burned flesh and started to cry softly, remembering their last conversation. Matt: He opened his eyes hearing the soft sobs of the boy he loved. "Trent, honey, don't cry. It's okay." He sat up and held Trent tightly in his arms. Trent: "I don't want to go back there. I'll die if they find me. I can't testify, Matt. I can't." Matt: "Then you don't have to." He wiped Trent's tears away and kissed him. "You're okay. You Dob't have to be worried about crying around me or anything." Trent: He nodded. "O-Okay." He nuzzled his face into his chest and cried. Matt: He stroked Trent's shaggy hair. "I love you. I promise I'm going to protect you. Cross my heart and hope to die." Trent: "Thank you." He gently touched the hickey on his neck. "I never did put that shirt back on," he said with a chuckle. Matt: "Well, handsome, I'm totally fine with that." He gently placed a hand on Trent's bare chest. Trent: He giggled and blushed. "You think I'm handsome?" Matt: "Of course I do."
Trent: He gently took Matt's shirt off of him.
Matt: He blushed.
Trent: He slid forward on Matt's lap so their chests were pressed up against each other. He wrapped his legs around Matt's torso and leaned up, kissing him passionately.
Matt: He kissed him back and wrapped his arms around Trent's waist, keeping him as close as possible without hurting his stomach.
Trent: He grinned and pulled away from the kiss and went down and started kissing Matt's neck.
Matt: He chuckled. "Is this payback?"
Trent: "Mhm." He gently nibbled on his neck, smiling when Matt moaned happily.
Matt: He kept one hand around Matt's waist and put the other on Trent's head, gently gripping his hair.
Trent: His lips trailed back up to Matt's and he continued to kiss him.
Matt: He kissed him back again. "I love you," he murmured.
Trent: "I love you too." He smiled and snuggled down again, resting his head on Matt's bare chest.
Matt: He released his grip on his hair and started to stroke it. "That was nice. You're a good kisser."
Trent: He giggled, then sighed. "I guess you'd have to thank the gang for that, since they made me do it a lot."
Matt: His expression softened. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Trent: "It's okay."