As Addison lay, staring at his boyfriend's sleeping figure, he already knew that he had fucked up. And the lecture he'd get when Oliver awoke, would be well deserved.

Addison only had a few drinks the night before, meaning he knew exactly what happened, but the marijuana still left a hazy effect on his brain. He swears he could still smell it on his breath, and he hated it.

Oliver shuffled in his sleep and pulled Addison closer to his front. The boy's resistance must have woken him up, for his eyes soon opened, and he stared directly at Addison, "Good morning." Addison whispered, easing a slight smile on his...