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Liam rolled his eyes and smiled a bit. “I don’t stink.” he said shaking his head. “I showered this morning.” he said rolling his eyes as he lightly smacked him with a pillow from the couch. After he kissed Colin; there was a moment in his mind where he waited for Colin to jump back and tell him to get out. He waited for things to go wrong, but they didn’t. 
Suddenly he was pinned on the couch and the kiss was returned with enthusiasm, he looked up at Colin and saw the smile on his face. Liam returned the smile, even laughing a little. “Y-yeah…I uh, I really wanted to do that. But I wasn’t sure if you liked me or not…and I didn’t want to ruin anything.” he said looking up into Colin’s blue eyes and smiled.
Liam leaned forward to kiss him again. “But, I didn’t want to lose my chance…so I risked it…you like me too?”
“If you say so,” He teased, grabbing the pillow and tossing it over his shoulder. He couldn’t believe he was sitting here, pinning this teenager down to his couch after making out with him like ...well a teenager. “Do it any time you want.” He offered the younger man, leaning down to connect their mouths once more.
“I’ve been driving myself crazy over this for days. Practically since I agreed to let you stay here. Thinking I was such a pervert. That you would freak out and all this shit.” He admitted, a little breathless. “Had I known this whole time that you would have been as into this as I am, I would have kissed you that first night.” He half teased.
 “God, you are...something else Liam. He admitted, leaning to kiss the wolf. “You know, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want, but there would be more room for the two of us on my bed,” He offered, sliding off of the younger man, just to give him the space to stand so they could both head to his room. 
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Colin walked into the apartment and suddenly Liam couldn’t speak; all the words and thoughts he wanted to tell Colin just vanished. Part of him told him not to ruin things, part of him told him this was a bad idea. He watched Colin toss off his shirt and sit down next to him, right next to him. He was sweaty; but he didn’t smell bad; it was nice. Liam shook it off, he couldn’t do this. Liam thought it would be better for the both of them to move out. 
Then the wolf in Liam took over, his eyes flashed yellow for a moment before looking at Colin, giving him a small smile. “I’ll be fine, kinda hard for me to get fat when I only eat like once a day. Besides, I’ve just been listening to music. Trying to adjust I guess.” he said He tilted his head, looking over Colin’s shirtless body; it wasn’t bad. He was fairly muscular and he was hot. Liam sighed.
He took a small breath and looked at Colin and suddenly his problems just, melted away. Theo wasn’t in town, Phobe wasn’t in his head about things between him and Colin not working out, he felt; safe. “Here goes everything” thought Liam before he leaned back and quickly kissed Colin on the lips.
Colin looked over at the teen, curious as to what was going through his mind. It seemed like something was wrong, watching the yellow eyes come out for just a second. He was  a little concerned, but since it was gone a second later, he figured that it was something he must have misunderstood. “Yeah, well still, it’s not healthy for you to lay here and stink up my couch all day. You gotta get up and do something, okay?” That wasn’t his pathetic attempt at hitting on Liam or asking him out. That would be ridiculous. 
When Liam sat up, he watched him carefully, wondering what was going on through the wolf’s mind. And then he was leaning in and pressing his lips to Colin’s. Colin froze for a second, not responding. He wasn’t sure what was going on for a second. He wanted the wolf and here he was, getting exactly what he wanted. Finally his brain seemed to catch up and he returned the kiss with enthusiasm, moving to pin the teen to the bed. “God did that really just happen?” He smiled a little, kissing him again.
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[To; Colin]: Hey there, jackass. Your little pup may or may not be losing his control. I'm gonna try to bring him back, and I've got only one thing I can use. I'll let you know if [or when] I get him calm
[To; Petey]: What?! Is he okay? I'm on my way. Fuck. Tell him I'm on the way. Tell him it will be okay. And that I'm coming for him right fucking now.
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Liam laid on the couch, ipod on shuffle as he waited for Colin to get back to their shared apartment. It’d been some time since Liam had moved in with him and with the gang, the appearance of Theo, Lydia, Phobe, Peter, Chris, Laura, and Kat. It had been quite a busy time to say the least. But surprisingly the most prominent thing on his mind had been Colin. The older man took him in, he saved him and gave him this new life. It was weird to say the least how he felt about the druid. 
Honestly he felt that Colin liked him back, at least a little bit. Kat had told him that he talks about Liam, and in Liam’s mind they bonded well; they were a good team. What made the feelings for Liam worse was the waiting and wondering; in his tired state Liam had told Colin that he thought was hot; even called him a hero. But he’d never taken it back; he left it in the open when he’d woken up. 
But after their time together; Liam wanted to talk to Colin. He liked the druid, more than he thought he would and if he didn’t say anything it was going to drive him crazy. 
Colin had been out for a run, needing to clear his mind. He was going a mile a minute lately, what with the teenager living with him and all the people that were coming to town. It was like the whole of Beacon Hills was coming to New York and it was a lot to deal with. He wasn’t sure how to deal with any of it. And to make matters so, so much worse, he had feelings for fucking Liam. A fifteen year old he had promised to protect. There was so much wrong with what he was feeling and he knew he was terrible, but he couldn’t help it. It wouldn’t stop, no matter how hard he tried. 
He walked back in, sweat covered and feeling like he was thinking too much. Pulling off his shirt immediately to stop the cooling sweat from making him feel sticky, he moved to his couch, sitting down, barely missing Liam as he did. “Have you gotten off the couch at all today?” He teased. “I’m pretty sure I left you here hours ago.” He pointed out, but he wasn’t bothered. It was too tempting to put his hand on the teenager’s leg, it was so close. He could just reach out and touch Liam, run his hands innocently along his leg and up his side. His hand flexed with the urge to do just that, but he refrained. He instead rested his hand awkwardly on his own knee, looking over at Liam. 
“We should do something, get you up and out. You’re going to get fat if you just keep laying here. Maybe I’ll drag you out on a run with me next time.” He dreaded the idea of that. He had only taken up running since Liam had come to live with him, using it as an excuse to clear his head from the teenage werewolf that plagued his thoughts and made him actually crave someone like he had never wanted someone before.
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“That wasn’t the point, I just. Lost control for a second.” he said hearing Colin’s tone. Theo was trying to do better. And part of that was staying more in control, more prepared. He needed this guy to hear him out. Theo really needed to control himself as the man started to talk about just how hard he fucked Liam. Theo took a small breath; trying to keep himself calm but he didn’t outburst. 
The man held his heart steady, Theo couldn’t tell if he was lying or telling the truth which made him even more upset but he did his best not to show it. Once he said his name he was slammed in the face, Theo falling back for a second. Once he looked up he saw Colin’s gun cocked. He knew this was a bad idea. But he didn’t have much choice. 
“Because I fucked up, I did terrible things but once I found out Liam was my brother I just wanted to protect him. I know he told you I was going to kill him but I was going to revive him instantly.” he said holding his hands up, a bit panicked. “It was a fucked up idea and I betrayed him and I was going to talk to him before he ran away but I couldn’t and I wanted to protect him.” he said taking a slow breath. “The same way you’re doing now. He’s the only family I have, and I just want a chance….one chance, please.” 
Colin was furious. This shithead had the nerve to stroll up in here and think that Colin was going to let him see Liam, that he was just going to make it all better because he pretended he wasn’t a psychopath? Colin was immensely protective of people in his life and Liam was no exception. He wasn’t just going to let some idiot who claimed he was Liam’s brother in and befriend the fuck. 
“You did fuck up. And now, you get to live with the consequences of that.” he growled out. “And the consequences are that if you ever come here again, if you ever so much as look at Liam, I will put you down like the rabid dog you are. He doesn’t want you around. He doesn’t want you to have a chance. He wants you gone. You are the reason for everything wrong in his life and I’m spending all my time trying to fix it. I won’t have you showing up and making it all worse again. “ He pointed out. 
He didn’t lower the gun, didn’t blink away from Theo. He didn’t trust the man as far as he could throw him. “If you aren’t off my property in fifteen seconds, I will kill you. And I won’t be sad about it. SO give me a good reason to spare your life or start running.” He snapped. 
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Liam gave a small nod and leaned back as he listened. “Relax, I’ll just sleep in it and when I wake up you can have it back. And I’ll just take the couch.” he said before laughing. “Or if you really like the couch and I like the bed maybe we can switch.” he said snickering, clearly joking but It had been a while since he’d been able to sleep on a comfortable bed. He was looking forward to this. 
“Same way you definitely don’t have a broom huh?” he grinned before blushing a bit. “Wait, what? Uh…No….” he said, his face turning a bit red as Colin nudged him. He wanted to protest but he was tired and his mind had told Colin exactly what he thought of him. “Yes….I called you hot” he muttered, blushing a bit before groaning a the grin. “No, not trying to take advantage of you, you’re just kinda nice; and a bit of a jackass. I like that combo…” he blushed as he nodded and got out of the car.
He stumbled slightly once he did and looked at the apartment building. It was nice, extremely nice. “What floor do you live on…?” he wondered out loud as he looked up the building. “If this is gang life, I could get used to this.” 
“We’ll get you a bed, kid. Just give me a day or two to make some arrangements.” He pointed out. “I won’t have the perfect guest room, but maybe I’ll find something to do so you aren’t crashing on the couch for the forseeable future. “Yeah, I doubt that will happen. But don’t worry, I have one hell of a comfortable couch.” he teased. 
“Definitely don’t. At least not one I ride.” he pointed out. He laughed as Liam struggled to explain himself. “Well isn’t that an interesting little tidbit about how you feel.” he teased. “I’m so nice. I’m the most fucking nice.” He told the teenager. 
He looked over at Liam, smirking up at the building before turning to look at Liam. “The top one, of course. As if I would live anywhere but the penthouse.” He pointed out. He moved towards the building, holding on to Liam’s arm to keep him upright. Once they got into the elevator and Colin hit the button for the top floor, he turned to look at the wolf. “Are you going to make it to the shower or should I just put you in the bed and make you wash the sheets later? Or am I going to have to bathe you to make sure you don’t drown?” 
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Once the door opened, and stood before him an older man he paused. His first thought was that Peter had betrayed him and was about to leave when he saw Liam’s old lacrosse jersey thrown across the couch. “Wait, I’m looking for Liam. That’s his jersey, and you smell of….are you fucking my brother?” he asked, his voice of anger and surprise. His eyes flashing red before he took a breath and realizing what he’d said. 
“I mean…he’s not….” he said taking a small breath. “I knew him in Beacon, I know he’s here. I can literally smell him on you, and a few other things I’m choosing to ignore. But I found out that he’s my brother and I tracked him to New York.” he said, choosing to leave Peter out of this for now. Theo now knew how Liam was suddenly in a nice apartment building after running away and being homeless for a week or so. 
“I’m Theo, Theo Raeken and If you want I have the blood results in my pocket. I can show them to you.” he nodded, pulling them out of his pocket and holding them out for Colin to take. He wondered how well this would go over, if Liam had mentioned his name. Theo wasn’t expecting this to go well. 
Colin immediately narrowed his eyes at the alpha standing in front of him,, claiming to be Liam’s brother. “I don’t know you, but you’re going to learn quick that you don’t scare me with your fucking eyes.” He snarled. He had a gun close by, close enough that he could grab it before the stranger could attack, maybe. 
“He’s not here right now. I fucked him and put him up wet.” he sneered, going for lewd to maybe upset this stranger. “he’s limping around the city, taking in the sights while he waits to be able to sit again from the pounding I gave him.” He sneered, even if that wasn’t the truth, he held his heart steady enough to hope the lie could pass. 
And then the man introduced himself and rather than hear him out, Colin was already taking a swing for the man’s face, aiming for his jaw before grabbing for his gun, pointing it at Theo. “Tell me why I shouldn’t put one between your eyes. If you think you’re seeing Liam, you’ve never been more fucking wrong, you piece of shit.” He snarled. “All these bullets, they’re laced with wolfsbane. Wanna see how it feels when you get shot by one, you assclown?” 
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“I’ll sleep after I shower, then we’ll talk. Sound fair?” he asked looking over at Colin. “That way I can change into some clean clothes and smell less like I’ve been living in the woods for a week.” he said smiling a bit. “And I’m in great physical condition; I ran here remember? I’m just tired. Which is reasonable considering I haven’t slept in a day or so.” he said nodding a bit. 
Liam blushed a bit at Colin’s phrasing. He wondered if it was innuendo but considering they just met fully for the first time he doubted it. But Liam didn’t mind honestly. “Yes, it was my first.” he said, a slight crack in his tone from embarrassment; mostly because of the innudendo. “But not my last. Batman, Green Arrow, Flash, Wonder Woman, etc.” he grinned. “I really like comics; you kind of got me hooked.” he snickered. “I finished the one you got me, then read another, and a hell of a lot more.” he said. Liam smiled a bit, twice this guy had been his hero; and he wasn’t that bad. He was nice, and really, really hot. Before he made a call to try anything; he wanted sleep. 
“See, besides. I need a druid’s help with it anyway and you’re a druid. And a gang member, a hero, a comic book nerd apparently, nice a jackass, kinda hot, a witch too, like I’m sure you’ve got a flying monkey somewhere” he grinned, unaware that tired Liam was also honest so he wasn’t that embarrassed at his words. 
“Alright. I’ll even let you crash on my bed, alright?” He told the teenager, feeling bad for him. “Not regularly cause I need my bed, but at least for now, since you look like shit. And yeah, definitely shower first. Because you smell like a wet, dirty dog.” He pointed out. 
He grinned, smirking at the teen. “Oh really? Well you’re welcome then. Because everyone should be into comics.” He pointed out with an easy grin. 
“I definitely don’t have flying monkeys, asshole.” He pointed out, though a fond smile curved over his lips. “Wait, did you just call me hot?” He pointed out, turning to stare at the teenager. “I’ll have to remember that.” He teased, nudging the teenager. “Are you trying to take advantage of me, Liam?” He asked grinning teasingly. He finally came to a stop outside of his apartment, looking over at the teen again as he parked. “We’re here.” 
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Things had gone well; and Peter was fairly comfortable with the way things had gone in setting up the apartment. His first call, once he had found a place to buy and set up a business, was to his friend [one of few he had anymore], Colin. The druid was indeed one of the few people he trusted, and being in New York, where he knew Colin was, seemed like a celebration needed to be had. 
Colin had been shocked to hear from Peter Hale. After all, he had been pretty sure the wolf was still causing hell in Bacon Halls or wherever he had been. but still he was excited when he heard the phone ring and he saw Peter was on the other end. He made his way to the location Peter had given him, excited to see the wolf again. 
“Petey?” He questioned, peeking into the business. It was a nice set up, gave off a very ‘Peter’ feel to it, definitely something that the wolf would own. He made his way further in, hopping the bar to help himself. “You could stop me if you were here,” He tsked, pouring himself a glass of whiskey and one for Peter, whenever he showed up. 
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The deal had been fulfilling on both ends. Laura was resurrected and Peter turned over the address of where he had heard Liam was staying. Theo climbed the stairs, a bit nervous. He expected to get hurt, yelled at, and/or physically hurt. He fully expected to be turned away and denied access to his only, actual family. But he would press on; he wasn’t going to give up. 
He climbed the apartment stairs; at least it was a fairly nice apartment building. Somehow Liam had found himself some money; or at least a roommate with money. Or, it was entirely possible that Peter had gone back on their deal and given him a false address. 
Theo walked up to the top floor; up a few flights before he approached the door; a bit nervous, he tapped on the blood records he’d run when he returned to Beacon. He closed his eyes; took a small breath and knocked a few times. Theo wanted to say something, but if he did; Liam might not answer the door. He waited until the door opened before speaking. 
“Liam?”
Colin had been sleeping, curled around Liam, the evidence of their night littering his chest in love bruises and teeth shaped marks. It had been a good night. He woke slowly, reaching for the wolf, seeking the warmth of his bed companion. But there was noone there and Liam’s side of the bed was cool, as though he had been gone for hours. He frowned, unhappy but figuring he was on a job. Standing, he searched for a pair of sweats, pulling them on so he wasn’t naked as he wandered his apartment surrounded by large windows. 
He heard the door and rolled his eyes. Liam must be done and left his key on the counter. Or Kat came to visit. Either way, he moved towards the door, intending to tease his wolf if he was the one standing on the other side of their door.
But as he opened the door, he saw a stranger, asking for Liam. “No, he’s out. Who the hell are you?” He questioned, eyeing him suspiciously. Even covered in hickies from Liam and the smell of the wolf all over him after the night of eager sex, he was still suspicious and insecure about whatever fuckboy had come knocking for his wolf. 
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“You’re a similar build to me; I’m fairly sure decently muscled but still similar. Far from out of shape; you should easily be able run like, forty minutes.” he said rolling his eyes with a smile. “Or you could just cast a spell to teleport yourself, or cast a spell to make you good at running.” he snickered as he shrugged. “I’ll be fine once I shower, the water will wake me up enough for us to talk. Then I’ll sleep.” he said before listening to Colin once more. 
Liam smiled a bit, hearing that Colin helped him despite the fact he wasn’t supposed to. While Colin wasn’t aware at the time he wasn’t supposed to help Liam; it was still a nice thing. “It was a lifetime ago for me too. At ten I was still learning lacrosse and playing video games and going to a private school. Four years later I’m bitten by a True Alpha. A Year later I’m manipulated by a chimera into nearly killing him.” he said sighing. “And here we are, right back to where we started I guess.” he said. 
“Its not that crazy, I mean; I guess. But I didn’t know where I was going and I wanted to bring something that reminded me of the last time I didn’t know where I was or where I was going. My first comic, obviously. Besides, its a good comic, the jackass who picked it out had good taste” he said a small smile across his face, aware his tired state was probably giving more information that he really wanted to. But he didn’t care; there was something about Colin he liked; he trusted. Liam was aware that he shouldn’t be so quick to trust people after what happened with the Dread Doctors and Theo; but he couldn’t help it. 
Colin had just given him a second chance with no judgment. “Internet doesn’t really have as much information on this kind of stuff as I’d like it to, besides I want first hand accounts.” he said shrugging. “I’m a fifteen year old Omega Werewolf and I’ve zero idea about this stuff yet I see it all the time. I want to document it.” he said. Liam paused before looking at Colin. “Wanna help?”
“You should sleep kid. I’ll be there when you wake up. But not sleeping, it’s not healthy. And yeah, I don’t exactly qualify for healthiest person in the world, but I’m enough of one to know that you don’t burn yourself out not sleeping and expect shit not to go south. If you’re going to join the gang, I need peak physical condition werewolf, not, I’m going to collapse if someone so much as looks at me werewolf.” He pointed out, looking over at the teen. 
Colin kept his eyes on the road. He wasn’t supposed to be this emotional over some kid he had met a lifetime ago. He wasn’t that pathetic little kid. Crying over friends he helped ages ago, when he was someone else. Weaker. He wasn’t that kid anymore and he was sure that Liam wasn’t either. He didn’t need to focus on what they weren’t anymore. “Really? That was your first?” He raised his eyebrow, staring at the kid. “Please tell me you’ve had more since? Because otherwise I will feel so bad for you and insist we get you some right away.” He didn’t even think about he innuendo in his words, just thinking about comics. 
“Yeah, I’ll help you. Not sure what good it’ll do you and all, but I’ll help you make your bestiary. Suppose it can’t be a bad idea to have one that isn’t written by the hunters that want us all dead.” He admitted, shrugging. 
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“Hey hey, you should have supernatural endurance too being of the supernatural variety.” he pointed out as he laughed. “How does it sound ridiculous? I mean, maybe the part about parent approval but whatever.” he said rolling his eyes. “The rest of it is completely true and real based on factual events.” he said before shaking his head. “Nooo way, if I fall asleep now, I won’t wake up. So I’ll just keep talking to you.” he smirked.
Liam watched the color drain from his face and went to ask what was wrong until he heard the words. “I know that story” He was about to ask if one of his friends told him the story until Colin said that he’d lived it. “No fucking way….” he said, his face in shock; not anger buck surprise. The chances of this event were impossible but here they were, sitting in Colin’s car five years later. He was about to ask for proof, even to name the comic the teen had bought him until Colin uttered how young he was to be a cop. 
It was awkward for a moment, knowing they’d met a five years before by chance and once again by chance. It was strange that their paths had now crossed twice; maybe it was this fate that Liam had heard so much about. “You’re forgiven, besides you bought me my first comic; I think it was worth it.” he smiled. Liam had gotten home okay and it was a new and bad situation for the both of them. If Liam hadn’t been ten then he might be apologizing as well for putting him in that situation. 
“Course, they came to collect me, ten year old me sitting in an interrogation room reading a Green Arrow comic that some teenager had bought me to stop me from freaking out. Then things went back to normal ignored me, until I was bitten.” he said shrugging. “Then I was just ignored with freakish strength and glowing eyes.” he joked a little before looking at Colin. “I still have it you know, before I left with no clue where I was going I grabbed my ipod, my ipod charger, clothes, my first comic; Green Arrow bought by a teenager who should have put twenty dollars in the swear jar.” he smiled. “And a copy of a bestiary that I was working on before I left.” 
“I’m a witch.” He pointed out. “It just means I cast magic spells. Doesn’t mean that I have all that other shit you wolves seem to have without trying.” He pointed out. “I still run out of breath like any other out of shape fuck.” He laughed, shrugging. He wasnt’ afraid to make fun of himself. “Suit yourself, but you look like you’re going to pass out any second.” He pointed out. 
“Yes fucking way,” he replied. “That was me. I mean it was practically a lifetime ago it seems like,” He said honestly. “I was fresh in the gang, sill trying to get things settled and make my own mark. Believe me I got my ass chewed out for interrupting that deal to help a little kid. Apparently I was just supposed to send you on your way, big ol’ wide eyes full of tears and all.” He commented, shrugging. “But I got the money and he got the drugs, so I don’t get why it was an issue.” 
He was shocked to hear the teen still had the comic. “Seriously? That’s crazy.” he said, acting as though it was just a strange shock and not something pleasant that spread across his chest and through his body. He liked the idea that something good he had done had lingered in this teens mind. “Bestiary?” He questioned, looking over at Liam. “What are you working on a bestiary for? Haven’t you heard of the internet.” He joked. “But seriously, what are you doing with it?” He questioned. 
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“Twenty minutes isn’t that bad of a walk.” he retorted with a smile and a shrug. Liam shrugged a bit; hearing he wasn’t normally the good guy. Liam honestly wasn’t sure how he wasn’t normally a good guy; he could see how gang member would flaw that logic but despite his reasons he just helped a complete stranger and offered a hand when he needed it most. It was kind of a hero thing to do. 
“Fine fine, though you have the chin for a shitty romance novel.” he chuckled as he rolled his eyes. “Fine fine, Jackass Hero of a Druid turns out to be less of a Jackass and helps an amazingly awesome werewolf join a gang. I’m sure parents will approve of the new backing.” he grinned as he leaned back and shrugged, giving a small nod. “Yeah, I’ll give you that one. You’d have to tape me onto the bike. I’m having a hard time staying awake now.” he said before laughing as Colin cursed him for the broom comment. 
Liam shrugged and snickered. “I was ten and my parents were once again not paying attention to me. I ended up in the middle of what I now know was a drug deal. Some guy took me to the police and my parents claimed me the next day.” he said shrugging. “Wasn’t too bad I guess, is just weird.” he said. “Was the first and only time we went anywhere; guess they realized they could get in actual trouble not paying attention to me.” he said rolling his eyes. 
“Says the teenager with the supernatural endurance.” He pointed out, shaking his head. “It’s a twenty minute drive. Double that walk time.” He pointed out. He managed to look offended as Liam talked about his chin. “How about fuck you” He joked, shaking his head. “And that still sounds ridiculous, but fine. I’ll accept it.” He laughed, shaking his head. “You should take a nap. I’ll wake you when we get to my place. DOn’t need you falling out or something when we’re getting you up to my place. I don’t think I want to carry you.” He teased. 
When Liam told his story, the color started to drain out of his face, second by second. He had been young, on the edge of his teens and just arrived in the city. He had been hungry and in need of money and new to the gang. And he had been running some low level drug dealing. “I know that story.” He managed, swallowing hard, looking over at Liam for a second. “I lived that story. You’re still too young to be a cop. Weird how that works out.” He laughed, though it felt a little hollow. How small a world was this. He had watched this kid all those years ago, as awkward as he had been, uncertain how to deal with kids. He had never been great with little kids. He always panicked. This had been no exception. 
“I’m sorry, you know.” he commented, looking back at the road. “I know I was pretty shitty at dealing with you. Telling a scared kid to shut his fucking trap isn’t high on my list of proud moments.” He admitted, feeling uncomfortable. “You got home alright for a little, clearly.” He pointed out. He remembered buying the kid a comic book, remembered thinking that meant he had to steal his meal that night. But it had stopped the panic for a moment with the little boy. He wanted to ask if he still had it, but he couldn’t force out the words. Now he really owed the younger man, for his piss poor attempt at helping years ago. 
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