Mike came to spend the night with Micky on Thursday night. They laid together in Paul's guest room, shirts off as Mike gently ran his fingers over Micky's wounds. Micky's back was to him and he almost thought Micky was asleep until he began to speak.

"I'm so scared, Mike," he whispered. Mike's soft touch left his back and Micky rolled over so they were face to face.

"About the trial?" Mike asked.

Micky nodded and bit his lip.

"Don't worry," Mike said, "everything's going to be fine."

sooooooooo the Dolenzmith fics I'm planning may or may not involve some gay Dolenzmith sex

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