Day #51 of @118dailydrabble : Floor
Bucktommy | No warnings | A little angst
Tommy’s running a little late for their first date since they talked things through over the holidays.
He peeks at his phone, and worries when the screen doesn’t show a text back from Evan. He’s busy cooking, perhaps, or getting cleaned.
Both thoughts make him smile fondly.
Tommy knocks and allows himself in. He is greeted quickly with Evan’s back, his phone to his ear as he paces around the kitchen.
“O-Ok, Athena. Thank you.”
When he hangs up, Evan launches himself to the one source of comfort he needs right now, causing Tommy to drop the bags in his hands on the floor.
“Madd-Maddie… She’s gone!” Evan cries into his neck, quickly falling limp into his embrace.
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