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 It was late and he shouldn't have been out. No, he should have stayed home and drunk himself into a coma and passed out on his floor in the apartment. Instead, he decided to parade his night of misery all over town, bar hopping and getting kicked out of two. He stumbled upon the one he was at, though he didn't actually enter the bar. They were passed closing time and he was too drunk to get another one anyway. Maybe he wasn't that drunk. It could have just felt like he was trashed. There was a really shitty combination of something going on in his head. 

He anxiously grabbed a cigarette from the pack he carried in his pocket. He'd gone through almost an entire pack in a night, which was unlike him in so many ways. Lighting it, he took a long drag and felt for a few moments how that might just save him from himself for now before he had to stumble home and make his way to bed. He'd be lucky if he got there. Not on nights like this. Not tonight. Not this day.

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"Sex can't be involved in a nice conversation?" Johnny asked with a lopsided grin before he kissed Wylie's chest. "I'm a guy. Everything comes back to sex eventually. We'll just get back to the nice conversation now."

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Wylie laughed at him and ran his fingers through Johnny's hair. He shook his head. He let the conversation fall for a moment before he shifted a little to look down at him. "Just... do me a favor and don't bring this up. It's been a long time since everything happened and I'd prefer if the metal plate in my head was the only reminder I had," he looked back up, "I'm still processing everything. You don't get abused for nearly ten years of your life and just walk out of that."

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Johnny chuckled quietly too before he gave Wylie's hand a squeeze. It would be hard not to mention this ever again, but when it came down to it, he more than respected this man enough to follow his wishes. He nodded, and stretched up to kiss Wylie. "I promise. If you decide you need to talk again, I'm here."

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Wylie returns the kiss. He takes a deep breath and forgoes holding Johnny's hand to wrap his arms around him instead. He was still feeling kind of sick and the mild drunkenness that was lingering was now gone. Instead he was tired and sick, but having someone there with him made it not quite as unbearable. "Thank you," he replied softly, running his fingers through his hair.

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Johnny let his head rest against Wylie's shoulder, his fingers massaging his side as he idly brushed them against his skin. After the shower Wylie was warm, and it was helping Johnny relax after his busy night at work. And truth was, it was nice to just be able to cuddle up to someone when he came home at this hour. He might never admit to Wylie, but it was something he definitely craved. He didn't always need the mind-blowing sex. He turned his head to press a kiss to his chest before laying his head back down with a smile. "You're more than welcome, babe."

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The exhaustion was starting to finally catch up with him. Lying here wasn't really the most comfortable - aside from Johnny laying half on him - but he wasn't sure if he could convince himself to move without the suggestion. He shut his eyes and drifted between consciousness and drowsy. He still felt sick and tomorrow's hangover was going to take a bottle of asprin to get rid of, but for now this would due.

Wylie wasn't as cuddly one himself. There'd only been one person that he ever wanted to simply hold and she was long gone. He didn't miss her. He didn't even think about her all that often, but the fact that he could see himself being used to this with Jona? It was strange, to say the least.