@moonvvrites boone & miles in these arms.
"is that even a question?" boone chuckled softly. he tapped the wooden spoon on the edge of the pot three times before putting it down against the unused lid of the pot and stepped away from the stove. "actually, i'm a little hurt you even had to ask, miles." if it didn't seem like an insane thing to say, to do, boone would have miles here all the time. day in and day out, move his things in, he'd completely lose everything he'd into the place to build something new with miles.















