BlueJae
Risen from the dead
It took a while, oh say, fifteen minutes. To be honest Aiden hadn't expected the other to sit around that long after that. But he did, and it probably wasn't worth it because Aiden was terrible with words "I don't hate you." The most useful thing he could think of, which was kind of sad let's not lie. He wasn't someone who could easily admit all that was swirling around in his head, and what he'd said wasn't all of it naturally, but he assumed it was enough to ease the other. The worst of his worries was false. Of course, now he had a thousand new things going on under all of that raven hair, and he would probably get about as much sleep as Gabriel did thinking about it. Maybe he'd spill it all, or maybe he wouldn't, he wasn't sure. Aiden was not a man to admit feelings. That was that. Well, sort of, he wasn't one to admit feelings easily, just like his thoughts, they all came together in a nest of secrets.