BOYD and LOU : TEENAGE
“Look, it’ll be fine,” Lou assured Boyd, resting his cheek against Boyd’s hair. “You’ll see.”
There was a beat of silence in which Boyd’s breath evened and his hold on Lou tightened. He didn’t move from the safety Lou’s arms offered, and when he spoke it was muffled against Lou’s collarbone.
“I know it will, Lou, because you’ll always be here.”
Lou smiled and wondered if Boyd could feel it through his hair.
“Damn right, Beaulieu. Nothing will ever keep me away.”