"Stay for the night."
Of course, he didn't even hesitate when proposing something like that.
Blake blinked once before laughing.
"Ah, should I? Still, I wouldn't want to impose now..."
"It doesn't matter."
That was exactly what he wanted to hear.
Before he knew it, he was already wrapping his arms around him again, a laugh escaping at the same time.
"If you say so!"
Really, why should he refuse?
At this point, he probably wasn't even capable of pretending he didn't want to stay.
"Do you have clean clothes in your backpack?"
Blake nodded.
"I mostly used the clothes they gave me there, so I still have my pajamas."
At that, a thoughtful hum came from Myles. Fingers absentmindedly caught a loose strand of hair and slowly twirled it before letting it fall again.
"What do you want for dinner?"
The question caught him off guard.
Honestly, he should have had an answer.
Instead, he tilted his head and stared at the ceiling for a moment.
