When he lets himself be mesmerized by those purified, turquoise eyes, his mind felt at ease to speak of absolute clarity. “I’m.. home..”
And then Jayce felt his heart battered against his compressed ribcage when the owner of those eyes had his arms enveloped his gawky figure. Burying his head on top of his shoulder, Paul grazed against Jayce’s skin by his loving smile.
The blonde whispers to only him in such a silvery tone, Jayce felt the need to close his eyes and took in his breath-taking reassurance and heart melting affection.
“We’re home.”
Jayce realized that he found himself a lasting motive to turn it into forevermore.









