Rory lovingly petted Mat’s head as if he were a dog. “Don’t worry, baby doll, I remember you were a big badass back in your day.” They had shared the horror stories, the dark feelings that led to them acting out, but Rory always liked to tease Mat about it, esepcially since he was such a goody-two shoes now. He leaned down, placing a kiss behind his boyfriend’s ear. “My cult needed a HQ.”
His eyes fondly rolled at the comment but Mat chose to remain silent. He'd take the teasing but it remained a fact that he was very proud of the way his life had developed. If you'd asked him where he'd end up eventually fifteen years ago, this would not have been his answer. "I feel like they should have gotten hazard pay," he joked, hand reaching up to cup Rory's chin and shake playfully. Mat loved him dearly but being in the same profession the people at those youth clubs had been in, he could only imagine the stress of trying to unravel cult meetings. "It's a good thing your path didn't end up leading you to be on all those white women's true crime podcasts.
His eyes fondly rolled at the comment but Mat chose to remain silent. He'd take the teasing but it remained a fact that he was very proud of the way his life had developed. If you'd asked him where he'd end up eventually fifteen years ago, this would not have been his answer. "I feel like they should have gotten hazard pay," he joked, hand reaching up to cup Rory's chin and shake playfully. Mat loved him dearly but being in the same profession the people at those youth clubs had been in, he could only imagine the stress of trying to unravel cult meetings. "It's a good thing your path didn't end up leading you to be on all those white women's true crime podcasts.
